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Pogues lyrics : "Transmetropolitan"

In the rosy parks of england
We'll sit and have a drink
Of vp wine and cider 'til we can hardly think

And we'll go where the spirits take us
To heaven or to hell
And kick up bloody murder in the town we love so well


Going transmetropolitan
From the dear old streets of king's cross

To the doors of the ica
Going transmetropolitan
We'll drink the rat's piss, kick the %#@!e

And I'm not going home tonight

From brixton's lovely boulevards

To hammersmith's sightly shores
We'll scare the camden palace poofs
And worry all the !@^%s

There's leechers up in whitehall
And queers in the glc
And when we've done those !@$(s in

We'll storm the bbc

Going transmetropolitan

From surrey docks to somers town
With a kmria
Going transmetropolitan

We'll drink the rat's piss, kick the %#@!e
And I'm not going home tonight


From a 5 pound bet in william hills
To a soho sex-shop dream
From a fried egg in valtaro's

To a tottenham court road ice cream
We'll spew and lurch, get nicked and fixed
On the way we'll kill and maim

When you haven't got a penny, boys
It's all the bloody same


Going transmetropolitan
From pentonville road on a sunset eve
To the beauty that's mill lane

Going transmetropolitan
We'll drink the rat's piss, kick the %#@!e
And I'm not going home tonight


This town has done us dirty
This town has bled us dry

We've been here for a long time
And we'll be here 'til we die
So we'll finish off the leavings

Of blood and glue and beer
And burn this bloody city down
In the summer of the year


Going transmetropolitan
From arlington house with a 2 bob bit

To the scottish shores today
Going transmetropolitan
We'll drink the rat's piss, kick the %#@!e

And I'm not going home tonight

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