Unctuous prattling Pecksniffs, quake quail and quiver
As the Badger Boys glide down the street, like pike in an empty river
Inhabiting the back alleys where no gentleman goes
Skulking in the shadows, secret as a murder of crows
Four surly churls, four brainless boys
With aimless chatter and dangerous toys
They keep their distance, they stand apart
But their cloistered whispers chill my heart
Badger Boys, bullies, beasts, brainless
Badger Boys, bullies, beasts, brainless
Badger Boys, bullies, beasts, brainless
Brainless, beasts, bullies. Badger Boys
Gold fillings in their pockets, diseases in their teeth
Nightmares in their mattresses, riches
Stitched into their sleep
The Deadly Dandies, The Poison Brothers
Racetrack riff-raff of gin house mothers
Purposeless pickpockets, pigsty lodgers
Unfaithful lovers, unartful dodgers
Urchins they are but the gentry they shun
The toffs of the toughs, the cream of the scum
Knuckledusters nestle with stolen lockets
Cutthroat razors in their waistcoat pockets