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London Drunk Lyrics
I'm burning in this pit I dug myself an hour ago
and up around the corner lies that bastard
pub's front door
and in my many changin moods and on similar days
I've cursed and spat up mercilessly at the
foot of her fuckin' grace
chaos comes inevitably like a monarch dressed in rags
grinning like a maniac and splashing cider in my face
I'm going back to San Francisco to be finally at ease
as I've reached the heralded last rung
and become a part-time London drunk
the Bristol boys are lunatics but madness has its virtue
they all smash their pints and feign legless fights
because it's what they're fucking used to
one autumn night in Birmingham after the band had played
we fled into that filthy van and got out of
that fucking place
by half a mile or half a minute I was a
sunken bloated slag
I puked up on the floorboards
my fucking jacket and pant leg
and up around the corner lies that bastard
pub's front door
and in my many changin moods and on similar days
I've cursed and spat up mercilessly at the
foot of her fuckin' grace
chaos comes inevitably like a monarch dressed in rags
grinning like a maniac and splashing cider in my face
I'm going back to San Francisco to be finally at ease
as I've reached the heralded last rung
and become a part-time London drunk
the Bristol boys are lunatics but madness has its virtue
they all smash their pints and feign legless fights
because it's what they're fucking used to
one autumn night in Birmingham after the band had played
we fled into that filthy van and got out of
that fucking place
by half a mile or half a minute I was a
sunken bloated slag
I puked up on the floorboards
my fucking jacket and pant leg
Song Info
Submitted by
black_cow_of_death On Jan 04, 2002
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