Текст песни Graham Bonnet Band - Uncle John

Оригинальный текст песни Uncle John

A stranger in town, strutting around, he’s so impeccably dressed
Suited up to succeed, asked if I knew where he’d find work teaching kids
His twisted smile gave me the creeps as he said that
Was it the work or a child that he needs?

I’d seen his face, somewhere, some place, was it the news of the world or one of those Sunday rags?
This can’t be him, let me look, wait a minute…… it is!
He taught in school, subjects diverse
Hiding so well his perverted curse

Say have you met “Uncle John?”
That’s what the kids lovingly called him
Save them before they are gone
Down the dark path to the predators sanctuary

His persona divine, disturbingly sweet
He’s perfected his craft
Hiding lust and deceit
And the innocents suffer
As he has his way