Now we be Bristol kiddies, we comes from Bristol City,
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Where all the boys be 'andsome, and all the girls be pretty
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We'm proud of our 'ome town, we never lets'n down
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We got this little motto what we sings up Bedminster Down!
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Chorus: Oh, Virtute et Industrial, three cheers for Novers Hill
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If the City don't win on Saturday, p'raps they Rovers will
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Virtute et Industrial, go shout it to thee neighbour,
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Virtute et Industrial, an' we'll see thee down the Labour!
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Praise the City Fathers, 'cos they knows what they'm doin',
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Don't listen to they moaners, they says we'm goin' to ruin,
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They talk of Portbury, but I ain't kiddin' thee
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Who wants docks when all the locks on the lavatories be free?
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Chorus: Oh, Virtute et Industrial, long live all the brewers,
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Build more pubs and bettin' shops, don't waste'n on the sewers!
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Virtute et Industrial, let's 'ave another drink
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Virtute et Industrial, an' never mind the stink!
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Now we be livin' well, bad times is in the distance
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We lives it up like hell on the National Assistance
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Tain't that we do shirk to do a bit of work,
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But if thee couldst live without it, then who'd be such a berk?
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Chorus: Oh, Virtute et Industrial, we's such a sober people,
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Bristol's like a girt big church with a thousand-foot glass steeple
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Virtute et Industrial, no drunks is ever seen,
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Virtute et Industrial, d'thees knows what I mean?
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Let progress be our watchword, hooray for all the planners
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They keeps the traffic movin', and never minds the tanners
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From Lulsgate thees can tear, off to Paris, now, by air,
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But the buses down Old Market street's enough to make thee swear!
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Chorus: Oh, Virtute et Industrial, Cardiff's now much nearer
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They'm gonna print that Evening Post in Welsh to make things clearer
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Virtute et Industrial, sing "Nostra Yakki Da"
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Virtute et Industrial, wast think of 'ee, Ooh Arr!
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With one-way streets and flyovers, we know which way we'm facin'
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Hast seen our brand new bridge, up there in Cumberland Basin?
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The cars go by like thunder, and up and round and under,
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Where they goes, nobody knows, tain't no bleedin' wonder!
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Chorus: Oh, Virtute et Industrial, our city will last for ever,
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If we can't build the Concorde, we'll buy'n on the Never
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Virtute et Industrial, who's got ten million quid?
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Virtute et Industrial, then ther thee bist then kid!
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Now the best of Bristol luck to the Mayor and Corporation,
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They'm just come back from France, a credit to the nation
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Mind'n, keep it dark, they says the old Town Clerk
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Brought back they Folies Bergeres in exchange for Ashton Park!
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Chorus: Oh, Virtute et Industrial, up the Downs on Sundays
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Spend the rent on Saturdays, down Nelson street on Mondays
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Virtute et Industrial, may Bristol never fail
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Virtute et Industrial, till we'm all down Arno's Vale!
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Virtute et Industrial, till we'm all down Arno's Vale!
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Virtute et Industrial, till we'm all down Arno's Vale.
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