Babyshambles - Gang Of Gin lyrics

I get around to singing about

That gang of gin I'm in

Then you'll know most certainly

The kind of game I'm in

You sound around to swinging about

The gang of gin I'm rolling in, oh

Then you'll know

The kind of state I'm in

Who will buy my beautiful roses?

Who will buy my beautiful songs?

Who will buy my beautiful roses?

Who will buy my beautiful songs?

Oh in a nutshell

Yeah in a nutshell, oh

In a nutshell

In a nutshell

I get around to singing about

That gang of gin I'm in

Then you'll know

The kind of game I'm in

She was getting pally with a scally in the alley

Giving head for gear

She calls a spade a spade

Got slit from ear to ear

Who will buy my beautiful roses?

Who will buy my beautiful songs?

Who will buy my beautiful roses?

Who will buy my beautiful songs?

Well I showed no decorum

Span my heart out on the forum

Looked like a snapshot

Of the most tragic day

I'll tell you my story

The treachery it bores me

Carl and McGee both promised me

It would not happen this way

Carl is kept sedated

The frontman elevated

And McGee doing all he can to ruin my band

And keep me out the way

In this industry of fools

Musclemen and ghouls

If you're not a puppet or a muppet

Then you might as well call it a day-ayay

The truth here gets distorted

The wall scrapings get snorted

I'm welcome back if I give up crack

But you gave me my first pipe anyway

Can't show no decorum

Posts left on the forum

Was like a snapshot

Of the most tragic day