歌曲 | Bottle Of Smoke |
歌手 | The Pogues |
专辑 | Original Album Series |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Finer, MacGowan | |
Thanks and praises | |
Thanks to Jesus | |
I bet on the Bottle of Smoke | |
I went to hell | |
And to the races | |
To bet on the Bottle of Smoke | |
The day being clear | |
The sky being bright | |
He came up on the left | |
Like a streak of light | |
Like a drunken fuck | |
On a Saturday night | |
Up came the Bottle of Smoke | |
Twenty fucking five to one | |
Me gambling days are done | |
I bet on a horse called the Bottle of Smoke | |
And my horse won | |
Stewards inquiries | |
Swift and fiery | |
I had the Bottle of Smoke | |
Inquisitions and suppositions | |
I had the Bottle of Smoke | |
Fuck the stewards | |
A trip to Lourdes | |
Might give the old fuckers | |
The power of sight | |
Screaming springers and stoppers | |
And call out coppers | |
But the money still gleams in my hand like a light | |
Bookies cursing | |
Cars reversing | |
I had the Bottle of Smoke | |
Glasses steaming | |
Vessels bursting | |
I had the Bottle of Smoke | |
Slip a fifty to the wife | |
And for each brat a crisp new five | |
To give me a break on a Saturday night | |
When I had the Bottle of Smoke | |
Priests and maidens | |
Drunk as pagans | |
They had the Bottle of Smoke | |
Sins forgiven and celebrations | |
They had the Bottle of Smoke | |
Fuck the Yanks | |
And drink their wives | |
The moon is clear | |
The sky is bright | |
I'm happy as the horses shite | |
Up came the Bottle of Smoke |
zuo ci : Finer, MacGowan | |
Thanks and praises | |
Thanks to Jesus | |
I bet on the Bottle of Smoke | |
I went to hell | |
And to the races | |
To bet on the Bottle of Smoke | |
The day being clear | |
The sky being bright | |
He came up on the left | |
Like a streak of light | |
Like a drunken fuck | |
On a Saturday night | |
Up came the Bottle of Smoke | |
Twenty fucking five to one | |
Me gambling days are done | |
I bet on a horse called the Bottle of Smoke | |
And my horse won | |
Stewards inquiries | |
Swift and fiery | |
I had the Bottle of Smoke | |
Inquisitions and suppositions | |
I had the Bottle of Smoke | |
Fuck the stewards | |
A trip to Lourdes | |
Might give the old fuckers | |
The power of sight | |
Screaming springers and stoppers | |
And call out coppers | |
But the money still gleams in my hand like a light | |
Bookies cursing | |
Cars reversing | |
I had the Bottle of Smoke | |
Glasses steaming | |
Vessels bursting | |
I had the Bottle of Smoke | |
Slip a fifty to the wife | |
And for each brat a crisp new five | |
To give me a break on a Saturday night | |
When I had the Bottle of Smoke | |
Priests and maidens | |
Drunk as pagans | |
They had the Bottle of Smoke | |
Sins forgiven and celebrations | |
They had the Bottle of Smoke | |
Fuck the Yanks | |
And drink their wives | |
The moon is clear | |
The sky is bright | |
I' m happy as the horses shite | |
Up came the Bottle of Smoke |
zuò cí : Finer, MacGowan | |
Thanks and praises | |
Thanks to Jesus | |
I bet on the Bottle of Smoke | |
I went to hell | |
And to the races | |
To bet on the Bottle of Smoke | |
The day being clear | |
The sky being bright | |
He came up on the left | |
Like a streak of light | |
Like a drunken fuck | |
On a Saturday night | |
Up came the Bottle of Smoke | |
Twenty fucking five to one | |
Me gambling days are done | |
I bet on a horse called the Bottle of Smoke | |
And my horse won | |
Stewards inquiries | |
Swift and fiery | |
I had the Bottle of Smoke | |
Inquisitions and suppositions | |
I had the Bottle of Smoke | |
Fuck the stewards | |
A trip to Lourdes | |
Might give the old fuckers | |
The power of sight | |
Screaming springers and stoppers | |
And call out coppers | |
But the money still gleams in my hand like a light | |
Bookies cursing | |
Cars reversing | |
I had the Bottle of Smoke | |
Glasses steaming | |
Vessels bursting | |
I had the Bottle of Smoke | |
Slip a fifty to the wife | |
And for each brat a crisp new five | |
To give me a break on a Saturday night | |
When I had the Bottle of Smoke | |
Priests and maidens | |
Drunk as pagans | |
They had the Bottle of Smoke | |
Sins forgiven and celebrations | |
They had the Bottle of Smoke | |
Fuck the Yanks | |
And drink their wives | |
The moon is clear | |
The sky is bright | |
I' m happy as the horses shite | |
Up came the Bottle of Smoke |