Martin - Tom Robinson

Just want to tell ya 'bout Martin

Cause nobody I know’s got a brother like him

As kids we could never be parted

The neighbours all knew us as the terrible twins

At school some kids was always looks for a fight

And Martin never wanted a fuss

Ol' Big Mouth Brown thought he’d push him around

Being three year older than us

So I smashed him in the teeth with a cloakroom stool

Got six of the best and suspended from school

But it was worth with a brother like Martin

(Martin)

It was worth it with a brother like him

We used to nick motors for a joy ride

'Till we rammed a Black Mariah in this XJ 6

To give me brother time to get clear

I had to punch a few policemen before I was nicked

Got borstal for taking and driving away

And beating up the boys in blue

But Martin never missed a single visiting day

Hitched from Clapham to Crewe

With all me racing mags and the little bits of news

Smuggling in ciggies and a little bit of booze

No one ever had a brother like Martin

No one ever had a brother like him

Look, people get the wrong impression with Martin

I know he didn’t mix much but he’s no snob

The weekend I got out of remand home

He got Uncle Ruby to find me this job

And back at me Nan’s he’d repainted my room

And bought me a brand new carpet

There was all me old records and books on a shelf

And a secondhand telly from the market

You can get a bit hard when you’ve been inside

But I hugged the old bastard and I almost cried

Cos no-one ever had a brother like Martin

No-one ever had a brother like him

(Cos no-one ever had a brother like Martin

No-one ever had a brother like him)