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DO
Dear dirty London in the pouring rain
DO FA
I wish to God I was back on the sea again
DO
Though that belongs to the world of never will be
DO FA
there was never a wilder bastard than me on the sea
DO FA
I could fuck all the whores in damnation me boys
DO FA
Though they wriggled and hollered and made a great noise
DO FA
Then I'd drink 'til I stank and then drink plenty more
DO FA
And I won't go down to the sea any more
DO FA
But if I had ten pounds then I'd raise a loud cheer
DO FA
And I'd toast all me neighbours both distant and dear
DO FA
And I'd shoot back great belly-crippling buckets of beer
DO FA
And a pox and a curse on the people round here
DO FA
Wouldn't give you the price of a half pint of beer
DO FA
Wouldn't give you the price of a cup of good cheer
DO FA
A pox and a curse on the people round here
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LAm SOL LAm SOL LAm SOL LAm SOL DO
A man's ambition must indeed be small to write his name upon a shithouse wall
But before I die I'll add my regal scrawl to show the world I'm left with sweet fuck all
And when all of us bold shithouse 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 shit now me boys
I met with Bill James we fought over crusts
He called me a whore and I booted his crutch
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
Outro ||:C G|F G|C G|F G C:||
LAm SOL LAm SOL LAm SOL LAm SOL DO
DO SOL FA SOL DO SOL FA SOL DO
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