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Gangsters

Faces

Gangsters what are they 
people who make people pay 
or do they still do things the krays way
Have you meet a face of today 
back then they would have blown your legs away 
For looking at them in the wrong way 
Everyday was a May Day 
Someones getting hurt today 
He messed about with the girl from round the way
I feel sorry for him today
I wonder would society be better the krays way
My nan said it was better there way
They could leave their door open
And relax in those days 
We cant even leave are windows open. 

You'll come home and your house well ive got nothing to say
You can imagine done over in every way. 

Your shit in the floor phoning round have you seen any of my shit today. 

Phone me as soon as the scum comes your way.
He'll never do anyone's house after they have their way. 

Well thats all ive got to say ive meet loads of faces. 

And i was blown away really polite even asked if i was ok. 

Now thats the end of the story for today. 

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Being Me

You make a fair point here, Jessica. The Krays were very violent but they did tend to only take out their adversaries ...which were other very violent people. I know someone whose father was doing time and was inside with one of them ... I think it was one, might've been both.  They say that there was "honour amongst theives," back in the day. There appears to be no honour anywhere these days. In London, the gangs run riot and I think the police have lost control to be honest. Innocent people are getting caught up in it all. In truth I have no idea if things would be better if it was like it was in the Krays days because nostalgia is dangerous and I have learnt to never, ever, say, "Well, things can't get any worse!"  Cos they always, always can x
 

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