With Goth On Our Side Lyrics

	Well my name it is Dai Young
	I’m the King of Welsh Goth
	The village I come from
	Is near Abersoch
	I was brought up on Bauhaus
	And black bedroom walls
	And I had my first Snakebite
	When I was in halls
	Now the graveyard is calling
	The sky’s getting greyer
	I’ll drink the warm blood of
	The Borough Surveyor
	And I’ll murder the verger
	I’ve seen how he gawps
	And I’ll write on his headstone:
	“Here lies Jones the Corpse”
	Now my overweight girlfriend
	She sits and she crimps
	Her mother’s convinced she’s
	Communing with imps
	Her brother’s alright though
	He’s a good lad is Wilf
	‘Cos he’s into Placebo
	And Cradle Of Filth
	At my gig up in Butlins
	The Redcoats complained
	They tried to remove me
	With bottles they rained
	But for the first time in history
	I didn’t run and hide
	And the Scousers in shellsuits
	Had Goths on their side
	Now this Land Of My Fathers
	It don’t suit my needs
	I’d rather be some place
	Like Bradford or Leeds
	Where the Gipton teenagers
	Could meet in my shed
	For advice on mascara
	And all things undead
	Now my left index finger
	Is nine inches long
	It’s hovering over
	A world that’s gone wrong
	Ask me to Prestatyn
	And that’s what I’ll do
	And we’ll all die together
	And Dylan can’t sue

	Well my name it is Dai Young
	I' m the King of Welsh Goth
	The village I come from
	Is near Abersoch
	I was brought up on Bauhaus
	And black bedroom walls
	And I had my first Snakebite
	When I was in halls
	Now the graveyard is calling
	The sky' s getting greyer
	I' ll drink the warm blood of
	The Borough Surveyor
	And I' ll murder the verger
	I' ve seen how he gawps
	And I' ll write on his headstone:
	" Here lies Jones the Corpse"
	Now my overweight girlfriend
	She sits and she crimps
	Her mother' s convinced she' s
	Communing with imps
	Her brother' s alright though
	He' s a good lad is Wilf
	' Cos he' s into Placebo
	And Cradle Of Filth
	At my gig up in Butlins
	The Redcoats complained
	They tried to remove me
	With bottles they rained
	But for the first time in history
	I didn' t run and hide
	And the Scousers in shellsuits
	Had Goths on their side
	Now this Land Of My Fathers
	It don' t suit my needs
	I' d rather be some place
	Like Bradford or Leeds
	Where the Gipton teenagers
	Could meet in my shed
	For advice on mascara
	And all things undead
	Now my left index finger
	Is nine inches long
	It' s hovering over
	A world that' s gone wrong
	Ask me to Prestatyn
	And that' s what I' ll do
	And we' ll all die together
	And Dylan can' t sue

	Well my name it is Dai Young
	I' m the King of Welsh Goth
	The village I come from
	Is near Abersoch
	I was brought up on Bauhaus
	And black bedroom walls
	And I had my first Snakebite
	When I was in halls
	Now the graveyard is calling
	The sky' s getting greyer
	I' ll drink the warm blood of
	The Borough Surveyor
	And I' ll murder the verger
	I' ve seen how he gawps
	And I' ll write on his headstone:
	" Here lies Jones the Corpse"
	Now my overweight girlfriend
	She sits and she crimps
	Her mother' s convinced she' s
	Communing with imps
	Her brother' s alright though
	He' s a good lad is Wilf
	' Cos he' s into Placebo
	And Cradle Of Filth
	At my gig up in Butlins
	The Redcoats complained
	They tried to remove me
	With bottles they rained
	But for the first time in history
	I didn' t run and hide
	And the Scousers in shellsuits
	Had Goths on their side
	Now this Land Of My Fathers
	It don' t suit my needs
	I' d rather be some place
	Like Bradford or Leeds
	Where the Gipton teenagers
	Could meet in my shed
	For advice on mascara
	And all things undead
	Now my left index finger
	Is nine inches long
	It' s hovering over
	A world that' s gone wrong
	Ask me to Prestatyn
	And that' s what I' ll do
	And we' ll all die together
	And Dylan can' t sue

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