Kenny Silvers The boy who disappeared, Kenny Silvers The boy who disappeared
Kenny gets by on a fiddle almost every day Chasing his childlike dream in an English town Ambition like his street is paved in grey Nothing made much sense anyway
Kenny Silvers The boy who disappeared, Kenny Silvers The boy who disappeared
Kenny working the local teenage underground Searching his pent up emotions Getting nowhere fast His anger saved from days of hanging around Explodes in some dark battleground
Kenny Silvers The boy who disappeared, Kenny Silvers The boy who disappeared
Kenny may think he's a king But he wants a queen Looking for real romance had it With the backstreets
Tired of playing every game in the town Waiting for the girl that he'd once seen
Kenny Silvers The boy who disappeared, Kenny Silvers The boy who disappeared, Kenny Silvers The boy who disappeared, Kenny Silvers The boy who disappeared
Part 2.
Then one day he found her While out cruisin' the high street Knew this love at first sight As they ran for the first bus He was thinking of diamonds While she held his hand the rain didn't seem to matter As they reached their promised land
But his past would always find him And he'd have to move again Well he'd think may be just one more job Would help to ease the pain On the run in some cold room As shelter from the dark They swore some day together They'd rip this world apart