ฟังเพลงLondon Drunk

London Drunk - The Swingin' Utters

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 changing moods

And on similar days I've cursed

And spat up mercilessly

At the foot of her f kin' 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 f**king used to one

Autumn night in birmingham after the band had played

We fled into that filthy van and got out of

That f **king place by half a mile or half a minute

I was a sunken bloated slag I puked up on the floorboards

My f**king jacket and pant leg

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