Lyrics | Cheapside Sloggers

The blood is painting the streets again 
With hammers and razor blades
Thieves and riots are our daily bread
The Peaky Blinders prevail 

Dear brothers let’s celebrate what is ours by day and by night 
Stylishly and fearlessly we control what is wrong and right 
So be kind
If you come for us, we’ll cut you a smile

May I be at the heaven’s gate a half hour before
Before the devil knows I’m dead
I’m always dressed up for good