Текст песни: macc lads - Blackpool








One day after closing I was lying on me nest,
When Stez shouts "get yer bags on, come on outside."
So I grabbed me stripy tank-top, I `ad beer stains on me vest,
An` I said "best get some cans in, it`s a long ride."
Well, we drove along the M6, chuckin` cans at other folk,
An` stopped at all the services that took us.
Picked up some fit hitch-hikers,
An` we told `em filthy jokes,
An` piled them in the back seet fer to fuck us.
We`re going down Blackpool, alright,
We`re going down Blackpool, fer a pint,
We`re going down Blackpool, alight,
To see the lights...
Mutley`s in the drivin` seat,
Stez Styx is in the front,
An` we`re going down to Blackpool,
To up some fuckin` cunt.
An` Peter`s in the back seat,
An` his crack is goin` "gerrit"
He`s got his finger up her like a ferret.
Now ten miles outside Blackpool and we had some real bad luck,
Mutley shouts "O fuck, we`ve got a flat."
And now Peter chucked the jack at some cunt ten mile down the road,
So we made him go an` get the fucker back.
The twat.
We`re going down Blackpool, alright,
We`re going down Blackpool for a fight,
We`re going down Blackpool, alright
To see the lights...
(repeat)

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One day after closing I was lying on me nest,
When Stez shouts "get yer bags on, come on outside."
So I grabbed me stripy tank-top, I `ad beer stains on me vest,
An` I said "best get some cans in, it`s a long ride."
Well, we drove along the M6, chuckin` cans at other folk,
An` stopped at all the services that took us.
Picked up some fit hitch-hikers,
An` we told `em filthy jokes,
An` piled them in the back seet fer to fuck us.
We`re going down Blackpool, alright,
We`re going down Blackpool, fer a pint,
We`re going down Blackpool, alight,
To see the lights...
Mutley`s in the drivin` seat,
Stez Styx is in the front,
An` we`re going down to Blackpool,
To up some fuckin` cunt.
An` Peter`s in the back seat,
An` his crack is goin` "gerrit"
He`s got his finger up her like a ferret.
Now ten miles outside Blackpool and we had some real bad luck,
Mutley shouts "O fuck, we`ve got a flat."
And now Peter chucked the jack at some cunt ten mile down the road,
So we made him go an` get the fucker back.
The twat.
We`re going down Blackpool, alright,
We`re going down Blackpool for a fight,
We`re going down Blackpool, alright
To see the lights...
(repeat)

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