Paroles Victorian Vigilante de Abney Park

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Each night as I go walkingI hear the dead men talkingThey tell me of all your misdeedsLead me to all your leadsEach night as I go walking underneath the lamplightI bring my baritsu and I'm ready for a fight.My boots are shining brownAnd my cane's of oak.I'll Unleash some hurting on you,Justice I'll invoke!'Cause I'm a Victorian vigilante,Bring some justice on your head.From the palace to the riverside,For your troubles you'll get led.A Victorian vigilante,Bring some justice on your headFrom the palace to the riverside,For your troubles you'll be dead.Cut Scene: your victims dethroned!Dripping ice hook on crimson cobblestones.Wipe your hands on the dead man's greatcoatAnd dive into the sewer's black moat.All your steps have led me to this spot.You hide your tracks but there's one that you forgot.Drag your dripping coat out of the water blackBut I stand waiting, and I'm on the attack!'Cause I'm a Victorian vigilante,Bring some justice on your headFrom the palace to the riverside,For your troubles you'll get ledA Victorian vigilante,Bring some justice on your headFrom the palace to the riverside,For your troubles you'll be dead.Pacing slowly round each other in the rainOur eyes are locked as you unsheathe your sword cane.We know each other, although we've never met.An ice cold game you won't soon forget.You swing and thrust, I wrap you in my coat.I'm suddenly behind you, and my blade is at your throat!You kick and swing your fists and blade and shoe,But all your twitching and pulling has cut your neck in two.'Cause I'm a Victorian vigilante,Bring some justice on your headFrom the palace to the riversideFor your troubles you'll get ledA Victorian vigilante,Bring some justice on your headFrom the palace to the riverside,For your troubles you'll be dead

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