Mr Spencer ft. Andy Ford - Trombone Lyrics

Kicking round the backstreets

In the middle of the town

Nothing on my feet

But the dirt from miles around

Nothing in my pocket

But a hole or two

Looking for a target

For my stone

Splashing down a gutter

In a lane of cobblestone

Spying through a hole

In the back of someone's home

Running with a stick

Along a corrugated fence

No one saying nothing

About the time

Sitting by the schoolyard

Where my brother spends his days

There ain't no one in the street now left to play

A dog is eating something

That someone threw away

I wonder what they do in there

Anyway

What's left to explore

When I've been here before

Guess I'll check if Mr Spencer

Has a story to tell

Might even look for bottles

Along the way

What's left to explore

When I've been here before

Guess I'll check if Mr Spencer

Has a story to tell

Might even look for bottles

Might even look for bottles

Might even look for bottles

Along the way