(Shane MacGowan)
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In the rosy parks of England
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We'll sit and have a drink
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Of VP wine and cider 'till we can hardly think
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And we'll go where the spirits take us
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To heaven or to hell
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And kick up bloody murder in the town we love so well
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Going transmetropolitan, Yip-ay-aye
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From the dear old streets of Kings Cross
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To the doors of the ICA
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Going transmetropolitan, Yip-ay-aye
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We'll drink the rat's piss, kick the shite
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And I'm not going home tonight, Yip-ay-aye
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From Brixton's lovely boulevards
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To Hammersmith's sightly shores
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We'll scare the Camden Palace poofs
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And worry all the whores
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There's lechers up in Whitehall
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And queers in the GLC
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And when we've done those bastards in
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We'll storm the BBC
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Going transmetropolitan, Yip-ay-aye
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From Surrey Docks to Somers Town
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With a KMRIA
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Going transmetropolitan, Yip-ay-aye
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We'll drink the rat's piss, kick the shite
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And I'm not going home tonight, Yip-ay-aye
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From a five-bob bet in William Hills
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To a Soho sex-shop dream
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From a fried egg in Valtaro's
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To a Tottenham Court Road ice cream
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We'll spew and lurch, get nicked and fixed
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On the way we'll kill and maim
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When you haven't got a penny, boys
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It's all the bloody same
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Going transmetropolitan, Yip-ay-aye
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From Pentonville Road on a sunset eve
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To the beauty that's Mill Lane
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Going transmetropolitan, Yip-ay-aye
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We'll drink the rat's piss, kick the shite
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And I'm not going home tonight, Yip-ay-aye
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This town has done us dirty
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This town has bled us dry
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We've been here for a long time
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And we'll be here 'till we die
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So we'll finish off the leavings
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Of blood and glue and beer
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And burn this fucking city down
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Every the summer of the year
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Going transmetropolitan, Yip-ay-aye
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From Arlington House with a two-bob bit
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To the Scottish shores today
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Going transmetropolitan, Yip-ay-aye
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We'll drink the rat's piss, kick the shite
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And I'm not going home tonight, Yip-ay-aye, Yip-ay-aye, Yip-ay-aye!
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Transmetropolitan
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| The Pogues |
