Dear Dirty London in The Pouring Rain - Pogues
I wish to God I was back on the sea again
Though that belongs to the world of never will be
There was never a wilder bastard than me on the sea
I could f_ck all the whores in damnation me boys
Though they wriggled and hollered and made a great noise
Then I?d drink till I stank and then drink plenty more
And I won?t go down to the sea any more
But if I had ten pounds then I?d raise a loud cheer
And I?d toast all me neighbours both distant and dear
And I?d shoot back great belly-crippling buckets of beer
And a pox and a curse on the people round here
Wouldn?t give you me the price of a half pint of beer
Wouldn?t give you me the price of a cup of good cheer
A pox and a curse on the people round here
A man?s ambition must indeed be small
To write his name upon a sh_thouse wall
But before I die I?ll add my regal scrawl
To show the world I?m left with sweet f_ck all
And when all of us bold sh_thouse poets do die
A monument grand they will raise to the sky
A monument made just to mark our great wit
A monument of solid sh_t now me boys
I met with bill james we fought over crusts
I called him a whore and he booted me crotch
Then we shared out the jack and we thought it a treat
The compliments pass when the quality meet
The compliments pass when the quality meet
The compliments pass when the quality meet
The compliments pass when the quality meet
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