Strangers just the other day   Walked right up and asked your name   Vodka in the afternoon   Drunk so much we left our food     Ebony now here we go, moving fast and moving slow   And my liver is in your hands, make me a bad man     Wandered down to Lisson Grove   It was somewhere I used to go   We saw faces in the trees   The traffic whispered 'Ebony'     Ebony now here we go, moving fast and moving slow   And my liver is in your hands, make me a bad man     I'll take you where the pigeons fly   And I'll tell you pretty lies   When nothing really makes much sense all you need   Is confidence     Ebony now here we go, moving fast and moving slow   And my liver is in your hands, make me a bad man