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
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 my name
With me, Jemmy in me hand
Let me see the man who dares to stop me
Taking what I may
He can start to say his prayers
Biceps like an iron girder
Fits for doing of a murder
If I just so much as heard a
Bloke even whispers my name
Bill Sikes (uhh, uhh)
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 gent-, slumming with his valet
Bumped into me in the alley
Now his eyes'll never tally
He'd never heard of my name
One bloke used to boast the claim
He could take my name in vain, ah
Poor bloke, shame he was so green
Never was he seen again
Once bad, what's the use 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!