Aconteceu em 1982 - Lembranças de uma certa adolescência perdida

The Boiler

The Special AKA with Rhonda Dakar

I went out shopping last Saturday
I was getting some gear, and this guy offered to pay
Who's the hunk? I think to myself
For so many years I've been left on the shelf
An old boiler

Then we went walking back down the high street
And I felt so proud because he looked so neat
He was a real hard man, tough as they come
He said I was cool but I still felt like
An old boiler

He bid me "Come out", how could I say no?
He said "Meet me at eight round my place, you know"
With my new gear on, and a blow dried hair-do
But in my mind I knew I was still
An old boiler

We danced all night long to a nice steady beat
But my hair went to frizz in the terrible heat
My mascara ran, and so did my tights
Confirming in my sight, I must be
An old boiler

So we came out this club hot and sweaty
Because we'd been dancing all night
And he says to me "Well, babe, what you doing then?"
"Well, I think I might get a cab" I said casually
"Nah, nah, come back to my place. I only live just round the corner
You can go home in the morning, yeah?"
"Well I don't think so. I've only known you a day. It's a bit soon, innit?
Give me a ring sometime yeah?"
But then he starts to get mad
"Listen here girl, I bought that gear you got on, I paid you in here tonight,
I bought you all them drinks and you wanna go home, I should bleedin’ coco"
And then he stormed off.

Well, I felt a right mug, well you would, wouldn't you?
So I ran after him, caught him up.
And here we are walking down this street about a hundred miles per hour.
Arm in arm, no talking, atmosphere you could have cut with a knife.

There's no one about,

nothing to take your mind off it, you know.
No cars, not even the occasional stray animal.
It was cold and the wind's whistling through the trees
Blowing newspapers accross my legs

so I tripped as I tried to keep up with him.
And there was all these alleyways and railway bridges.

The stink of piss.

Then all of a sudden he grabbed hold of my arm.
And he starts to drag me up one of these alleyways.
Then he starts to hit me really hard across the face, you know?
He was hitting me and grabbing at me.
It was awful because he was, like, so big.
Hitting me he was, and tearing at my clothes.
There was nothing I could do honest, I was helpless.
And then he tried to rape me,

and there was nothing I could do,

honest,
All I could do was scream...

NO!!!!!!!