Jenny's Tale

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          Am                    
It was a quiet, dark night on an 
                 Dm
empty street somewhere in London 
City
 Am                                
Jenny walked alone, she was 
                    Dm7
dragging her feet, she was heading 
back home to sleep
          Am                     
Well she knew this town, she knew 
                          Dm
this floor, because she’d walked it 
about a thousand times before
    Am                    Dm7
She wanted to escape, can you blame?

             Am                  
Well on the very same night, in a 
different place, there walked a 
  Dm
hooded young youth by the name of 
James
       Am                          
He was 14 years old and out of his 
                  Dm7
brain, he’d been smoking ganja with 
the boys
           Am                      
James, he grew up to be a kid of 
               Dm
the street, his mates called him 
screech, he was quick on his feet
          Am                       
He was a liar, a thief at fourteen 
                     Dm7
years old, the devil had set his 
sights on his soul

     Am
As Jenny walked home all alone she 
felt scared
   Dm
Usually she was alright but it was 
like there was something in the air
  Am                               
A divine intervention telling her 
                      Dm
to beware? Or maybe intuition 
bugging her and making her so 
scared?
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 Am
Sirens sound in the distance to the 
beat of Jenny’s feet
   Dm
A symphony of the night that echoes 
crime on London’s streets
  Am
Jenny turns a corner, their eyes 
they meet
    Dm7
Our poor girl Jenny, and a boy named
 Screech

 Am
“Give me all your money bitch! Give 
it to me!
    Dm
If you co-operate, then you’ll soon 
be free
            Am
I want your purse, your phone, don’t
 fucking look at me!
  Dm7
I mean it bitch! Are you listening 
to me?”

 Am
Jenny freezes, statue like, a lady 
shaped stalagmite
 Dm
Fear like liquid nitrogen in the 
dark night
 Am                                
She tried to find strength to move 
               Dm7
but stayed as still as a statue in 
high heeled shoes

  Am
“What the hell you playing at? You 
playing games with me?
   Dm
I swear to fucking god! I’ll slice 
the rosy off your cheeks
            Am
You think I don’t mean it girl? You 
don’t know me!
    Dm7
The last thing you see will be a boy
 called…”

          Am
Screech reached for the sheath of 
the blade with the teeth
            Dm
That could bite through steal and 
slice concrete
        Am
And he swung possessed, with the 
devil in his chest
         Dm7
And the statue she was turned to 
butter in a breath

          Am                    
It was a quiet dark night, on an 
                  Dm
empty street somewhere in London 
city
  Am7
Jenny lay still on the cold concrete
        Dm7
She’s found somewhere to sleep
           Am7
Well, she knew this town, she knew 
this floor
               Dm7
Because she’d walked it about a 
thousand times before
                   Em7             
I guess that she escaped… it’s such
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 a shame