Transmetropolitan Lyrics

Song	Transmetropolitan
Artist	The Pogues
Album	Red Roses for Me
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	作词 : MacGowan
	In the rosy parks of England
	We'll sit and have a drink
	Of VP wine and cider 'til we can hardly think
	And we'll go where the spirits take us
	To heaven or to hell
	And kick up bloody murder in the town we love so well

	Going transmetropolitan
	From the dear old streets of King's Cross
	To the doors of the ICA
	Going transmetropolitan
	We'll drink the rat's piss, kick the shite
	And I'm not going home tonight

	From Brixton's lovely boulevards
	To Hammersmith's sightly shores
	We'll scare the Camden Palace poofs
	And worry all the whores
	There's lechers up in Whitehall
	And queers in the GLC
	And when we've done those bastards in
	We'll storm the BBC

	Going transmetropolitan
	From Surrey Docks to Somers Town
	With a KMRIA
	Going transmetropolitan
	We'll drink the rat's piss, kick the shite
	And I'm not going home tonight

	From a 5 pound bet in William Hills
	To a Soho sex-shop dream
	From a fried egg in Valtaro's
	To a Tottenham Court Road ice cream
	We'll spew and lurch, get nicked and fixed
	On the way we'll kill and maim
	When you haven't got a penny, boys
	It's all the bloody same

	Going transmetropolitan
	From Pentonville Road on a sunset eve
	To the beauty that's Mill Lane
	Going transmetropolitan
	We'll drink the rat's piss, kick the shite
	And I'm not going home tonight

	This town has done us dirty
	This town has bled us dry
	We've been here for a long time
	And we'll be here 'til we die
	So we'll finish off the leavings
	Of blood and glue and beer
	And burn this bloody city down
	In the summer of the year

	Going transmetropolitan
	From Arlington House with a 2 bob bit
	To the Scottish shores today
	Going transmetropolitan
	We'll drink the rat's piss, kick the shite
	And I'm not going home tonight

	zuo ci : MacGowan
	In the rosy parks of England
	We' ll sit and have a drink
	Of VP wine and cider ' til we can hardly think
	And we' ll go where the spirits take us
	To heaven or to hell
	And kick up bloody murder in the town we love so well

	Going transmetropolitan
	From the dear old streets of King' s Cross
	To the doors of the ICA
	Going transmetropolitan
	We' ll drink the rat' s piss, kick the shite
	And I' m not going home tonight

	From Brixton' s lovely boulevards
	To Hammersmith' s sightly shores
	We' ll scare the Camden Palace poofs
	And worry all the whores
	There' s lechers up in Whitehall
	And queers in the GLC
	And when we' ve done those bastards in
	We' ll storm the BBC

	Going transmetropolitan
	From Surrey Docks to Somers Town
	With a KMRIA
	Going transmetropolitan
	We' ll drink the rat' s piss, kick the shite
	And I' m not going home tonight

	From a 5 pound bet in William Hills
	To a Soho sexshop dream
	From a fried egg in Valtaro' s
	To a Tottenham Court Road ice cream
	We' ll spew and lurch, get nicked and fixed
	On the way we' ll kill and maim
	When you haven' t got a penny, boys
	It' s all the bloody same

	Going transmetropolitan
	From Pentonville Road on a sunset eve
	To the beauty that' s Mill Lane
	Going transmetropolitan
	We' ll drink the rat' s piss, kick the shite
	And I' m not going home tonight

	This town has done us dirty
	This town has bled us dry
	We' ve been here for a long time
	And we' ll be here ' til we die
	So we' ll finish off the leavings
	Of blood and glue and beer
	And burn this bloody city down
	In the summer of the year

	Going transmetropolitan
	From Arlington House with a 2 bob bit
	To the Scottish shores today
	Going transmetropolitan
	We' ll drink the rat' s piss, kick the shite
	And I' m not going home tonight

	zuò cí : MacGowan
	In the rosy parks of England
	We' ll sit and have a drink
	Of VP wine and cider ' til we can hardly think
	And we' ll go where the spirits take us
	To heaven or to hell
	And kick up bloody murder in the town we love so well

	Going transmetropolitan
	From the dear old streets of King' s Cross
	To the doors of the ICA
	Going transmetropolitan
	We' ll drink the rat' s piss, kick the shite
	And I' m not going home tonight

	From Brixton' s lovely boulevards
	To Hammersmith' s sightly shores
	We' ll scare the Camden Palace poofs
	And worry all the whores
	There' s lechers up in Whitehall
	And queers in the GLC
	And when we' ve done those bastards in
	We' ll storm the BBC

	Going transmetropolitan
	From Surrey Docks to Somers Town
	With a KMRIA
	Going transmetropolitan
	We' ll drink the rat' s piss, kick the shite
	And I' m not going home tonight

	From a 5 pound bet in William Hills
	To a Soho sexshop dream
	From a fried egg in Valtaro' s
	To a Tottenham Court Road ice cream
	We' ll spew and lurch, get nicked and fixed
	On the way we' ll kill and maim
	When you haven' t got a penny, boys
	It' s all the bloody same

	Going transmetropolitan
	From Pentonville Road on a sunset eve
	To the beauty that' s Mill Lane
	Going transmetropolitan
	We' ll drink the rat' s piss, kick the shite
	And I' m not going home tonight

	This town has done us dirty
	This town has bled us dry
	We' ve been here for a long time
	And we' ll be here ' til we die
	So we' ll finish off the leavings
	Of blood and glue and beer
	And burn this bloody city down
	In the summer of the year

	Going transmetropolitan
	From Arlington House with a 2 bob bit
	To the Scottish shores today
	Going transmetropolitan
	We' ll drink the rat' s piss, kick the shite
	And I' m not going home tonight

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