Strong men tremble when they hear it!
They've got cause enough to fear it!
It's much blacker than they smear it!
Rich men hold their five-pound notes out --
Saves me emptying their coats out.
They know I could tear their throats out
Just to live up to...
Jemmy in me hand,
Lemme see the man who dares
Taking what I may
He can start to say his prayers!
Biceps like an iron girder,
Fit for doing of a murder,
If I just so much as heard a
Bloke even whisper...
(spoken) My name! Bill Sikes...
(sung) Some Toff, slumming wiv his valet,
Bumped into me in the alley
Now is eyes'll never tally
He'd never heard of...
Used to boast the claim
He could take my name in vain...
Shame 'e was so green
Never was 'e seen again!
Once bad -- What's the good of turning?
In hell, I'll be there-a-burning
Meanwhile, thing of what I'm earning
All on account of...
What is it? What is it? What is it?
(spoken) Bill Sikes.