Letra
Strong men tremble when they hear it
They've got cause enough to fear it
It's much blacker than they smear it
Nobody mentions my name
Rich men hold their five-pound notes
And save me emptying their coats
And they know I could tear their throats
Just to live up to my name
With my jimmy in my hand
Let me see a man who dares
Stop me taking what I may
He can start to say his prayers
Biceps like an iron girder
Fit for doing other murder
If I just so much as heard
A bloke even whisper my name
Bill Sikes!
Strong men tremble when they hear it
They've got cause enough to fear it
It's much blacker than they smear it
Nobody mentions my name
Some toff slumming with his valet
Bumped into me in an alley
Now his eyes will never tally
He'd never heard of my name
One bloke, he used to boast and claim
He could take my name in vain
Poor bloke, shame he was so green
Never was he seen again
Once bad, what's the good of turning?
In Hell I'll be there a-burning
Meanwhile, think of what I'm earning
All on account of my name
What is it?
What is it?
What is it?
My name
Written by: Lionel Bart
