I've been working On a cocktail called "Grounds For Divorce" Whoah
Polishing a compass That I hold in my sleeve Whoah
Down comes him on sticks But then he kicks Like a horse Whoah
There's a Chinese cigarette case And the rest you can keep And the rest you can keep And the rest you can keep
There's a hole In my neighborhood Down which of late I cannot help but fall
There's a hole In my neighborhood Down which of late I cannot help but fall
Mondays is for drinking To the seldom seen kid
There's this Whispering of jokers Doing "Flesh by the Pound" To a chorus of supporters
From the little town halls There'll be twisted karaoke At the Aniseed Lounge And I'll bring you Further roses But it does you no good And it does me no good And it does you no good
There's a hole In my neighborhood Down which of late I cannot help but fall
There's a hole In my neighborhood Ddown which of late I cannot help but fall
There's a hole In my neighborhood Down which of late I cannot help but fall
There's a hole In my neighborhood Down which of late I cannot help but fall
Someday we'll be drinking With the seldom seen kid
Compositores: Craig Lee Potter (PRS), Guy Edward John Garvey (PRS), Mark Ellis Potter (PRS), Peter James Turner (PRS), Richard Barry Jupp (PRS)Editor: Salvation Music LtdPublicado em 2008ECAD verificado obra #2508128 e fonograma #1940768 em 12/Mai/2024