Martin Songtext
von Tom Robinson

Just wanna tell you ′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 looking for a fight
Martin never wanted a fuss
Old big-mouth Brown thought he′d push him around
Being three years older than us
So I smashed him in the teeth with a cloakroom stool
I got six of the best and suspended from school

But it was worth it with a brother like Martin
It was worth it with a brother like him
It was worth it with a brother like Martin
It was worth it with a brother like him


We used to nick motorbikes for a joyride
Till we rammed a Black Maria in this XJ6
To give my brother time to get clear
I tried to punch a few policemen before I got nicked
Got borstall for taking and driving away
And beating up the boys in blue
But Martin never missed a single visiting day
He hitched from Clapham to Crewe
With all my racing mags and a little bit 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
No one ever had a brother like Martin
No one ever had a brother like him

Now people get the wrong impression with Martin
I know he doesn't mix much, but he's no snob
The week I came out of remand home
He′d got Uncle Ruby to find me this job
And back at my nan′s he repainted my room
Bought me a brand new carpet
There was all my old records and books on his shelf
And a second-hand telly from the market
Well you can get a bit hard when you've been inside
I hugged the old bastard till he almost died


No one ever had a brother like Martin
No one ever had a brother like him
No one ever had a brother like Martin
No one ever had a brother like him
No one ever had a brother like Martin
No one ever had a brother like him