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The Septic Jubilee

アーティスト:Del Amitri 

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() We're weekend smokers, part-time users Said to possess a sick sense of humour We slap ourselves in the face then fall asleep We're blood brothers, bent on a ruckus Kerb-crawling for someone to love us With the buckle wet and a clean set of polythene sheets We're big thinkers, children of greatness Polished speakers, host to the famous Bulldog grit, pussy-whipped and wagging our tails We're clean players, honourable losers Cradle-rocking computer abusers Driven on by a paranoid fear of shame So rich we spit through mouthfuls of mother-of-pearl Great Britain sits like a tick on the skin on the world We're channel-swimmers, colony-baggers Handbag-snatchers with impeccable manners Whatever the weather we're ready to sail again We love music, the dumber the better Dribble Rule Britannia like chronic bed-wetters


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