imperial night the peddler on skid row şarkı sözleri
Amongst the busy city streets, there lies a lonely peddler
With trinkets, bells, and whistles to sell, no one mind the meddler
As he ambles 'long the 'walk, he doesn't have the time to talk
Weaving through the city folk, running from the law
Nickel and diming millionaires, their pockets always heavier
And when the rich are out on town, the thieves are never steadier
Blending with the astute crowd, no-one is the wiser
Moving in on moneybags, stealing from the no-good misers
On Skid Row, day by day, moving through the alleyways
The competition finds its way, brandishing their knives
The peddler flying through the night, knows how to avoid a fight
Descending on his cornered prey, always making the first strike