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(Taken from a news story concerning two rival gangs fighting

over East-End Protection rights)



Along the Forest Road
there's hundreds of cars - luxury cars.

Each has got its load of convertible bars
cutlery cars - superscars!

For today is the day when they sort it out
sort it out


'cause they disagree on a gangland boundary.

Yes
they disagree on a gangland boundary.



There's Willy Wright and his boys -

one helluva noise
that's Billy's boys!

With fully-fashioned mugs
that's Little John's thugs


the Barking Slugs - supersmugs!

For today is the day when they sort it out
sort it out


these Christian soldiers fight to protect the poor.

East end heroes got to score in...



the Battle of Epping Forest


it's the Battle of Epping Forest


right outside your door.

You ain't seen nothing like it.

No
you ain't seen nothing like it


not since the Civil War.



Coming over the hill are the boys of Bill


and Johnny's lads stand very still.

With the thumpire's shout
they all start to clout

- there's no guns in this gentleman's bout.

Georgie moves in on the outside left

with a chain flying round his head;

and Harold Demure
from Art Literature


nips up the nearest tree.

(Here come the cavalry!)



Admidst the battle roar


accountants keep the score: 10-4.

They've never been alone
after getting a radiophone.

The bluebells are ringing for Sweetmeal Sam
real ham


handing out bread and jam just like any picnic.



It's 5-4 on William Wright; he made his pile on Derby night.

When Billy was a kid
walking the streets


the other kids hid - so they did!

Now
after working hard in security trade
he's got it made.

The shops that need aid are those that haven't paid.



I do my double-show quick!
said Mick the Prick
fresh out the nick.

I sell cheap holiday. The minute they leave,

then a visit I pay - and does it pay!


And his friend
Liquid Len by name


of Wine
Women and Wandsworth fame


said I'm breaking the legs of the bastard that got me framded!



They called me the Reverend when I entered the Church unstained;

my employers have changed but the name has remained.

It all began when I went on a tour


hoping to find some furniture.

I followed a sign - it said Beautiful Chest.

It led to a lady who showed me her best.

She was taken by surprise when I quickly closed my eyes.

So she rang the bell
and quick as hell

Bob the Nob came out on his job

to see what the trouble was.

Louise, is the Reverend hard to please?


You're telling me!


Perhaps, sir, if it's not too late.

we could interest you in our Staffordshire plate?


Oh no, not me, I'm a man of repute.


But the Devil caught hold of my soul and a voice called out Shoot!



To save my steeple
I visited people;

for this I'd gone when I met Little John.

His name came
I understood


when the judge said You're a robbing hood.

He told me of his strange foundation


conceived on sight of the Woodstock nation;

he'd had to hide his reputation.

When poor
'twas salvation from door to door.

But now
with a pin-up guru every week


it's Love
Peace & Truth Incorporated for all who seek.



He employed me as a karmacanic
with overall charms.

His hands were then fit to receive
receive alms.

That's why we're in



the Battle of Epping Forest


it's the Battle of Epping Forest


right outside your door.

We guard your souls for peanuts


and we guard your shops and houses

for just a little more.



In with a left hook is the Bethnal Green Butcher


but he's countered on the right by Mick's chain-gang fight


and Liquid Len
with his smashed bottle men


is lobbing Bob the Nob across the gob.

With his kissar in a mess
Bob seems under stress


but Jones the Jug hits Len right in the mug;

and Harold Demure
who's still not quite sure


fires acorns from out of his sling.

(Here come the cavalry!)



Up
up above the crowd


inside their Silver Cloud
done proud


the bold and brazen brass
seen darkly through the glass.

The butler's got jam on his Rolls; Roy doles out the lot


with tea from a silver pot just like any picnic.



Along the Forest Road
it's the end of the day

and the Clouds roll away.

Each has got its load - they'll come out for the count

at the break-in of day.

When the limos return for their final review
it's all thru'

- all they can see is the morning goo.

There's no-one left alive - must be draw.


So the Blackcap Barons toss a coin to settle the score
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