Lyrics:

Benny was the bouncer at the Palais de Danse
He'd slash your granny's face up given half a chance
He'd sell you back the pieces, all for lss than half a quid
He thought he was the meanest
Until he met with Savage Sid

Now Sidney was a greaser with some nasty roots
He poured a pint of Guinness over Benny's boots
Benny looked at Sidney
Sidney stared right back in his eye
Sidney chose a switchblade
and Benny got a cold meat pie
Oh! What a terrible sight
Much to the people's delight
One hell of a fight

Sidney grabbed a hatchet, buried it... In Benny's head
The people gasped as he bled:
The end of a Ted?