The Prime of Kenny Silvers, Pt. 1

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