Here are some good words for a song - not mine. Needs music


Dangerous men with concertinas,
Ladies who play the guitar;
The worst kind of brute is the child with a flute;
We know you for what you all are.

Dangerous men with concertinas,
What damage you do to our lives;
If you had more sense, you'd take your instruments
And exchange them for guns and for knives.

Do we want any more Edward Elgars?
The prospect just makes me turn pale;
The moment they start making music,
It's best just to throw 'em in gaol.

I know we don't do that to burglars,
But people who sing, play or dance?
Fine 'em a fortune and send 'em to prison;
Their kind don't deserve one more chance.

Dangerous men with concertinas
Take your vile trade out of here;
No more you'll sing, or play bellows and things;
There are old ladies living in fear

Of dangerous men with concertinas;
They'll not roam our streets any more;
We'll not be afraid that some note will be played;
And no one will sing; it's the law.