Crossing Over the Road Tom Robinson Band

Alice at it again
With three Italian men
Gino once was a cop
Then he soon had to stop
Outrageous, stuck on a limb
Full of papal bull...
Gun rusty, wet to the skin
The blasted English weather
Stops him getting it together so he's

Crossing over the road
Crossing over the road
Crossing over the road
Yes, he's crossing over the road

Walking out of the store
I met a mob at the door
Six civilians in drag
Ten cadets in a bag
Big bust-up, lead in the air
Somebody start a siege...
Fur flying everywhere
I ain't no bad Samaritan
A dirty rat is what I am, I'm

Crossing over the road
Crossing over the road
Crossing over the road
Crossing over the road