Pogues - Bottle Of Smoke lyrics

Thanks and praises<br>Thanks to jesus<br>I bet on the bottle of smoke<br>I went to hell<br>And to the races<br>To bet on the bottle of smoke<br><br>The day being clear<br>The sky being bright<br>He came up on the left<br>Like a streak of light<br>Like a drunken fuck<br>On a saturday night<br>Up came the bottle of smoke<br><br>Twenty fucking five to one<br>Me gambling days are done<br>I bet on a horse called the bottle of smoke<br>And my horse won<br><br>Stewards inquiries<br>Swift and fiery<br>I had the bottle of smoke<br>Inquisitions and suppositions<br>I had the bottle of smoke<br><br>Fuck the stewards<br>A trip to lourdes<br>Might give the old fuckers<br>The power of sight<br>Screaming springers and stoppers<br>And call out coppers<br>But the money still gleams in my hand like a light<br><br>Bookies cursing<br>Cars reversing<br>I had the bottle of smoke<br>Glasses steaming<br>Vessels bursting<br>I had the bottle of smoke<br>Slip a fifty to the wife<br>And for each brat a crisp new five<br>To give me a break on a saturday night<br>When I had the bottle of smoke<br>Priests and maidens<br>Drunk as pagans<br>They had the bottle of smoke<br>Sins forgiven and celebrations<br>They had the bottle of smoke<br><br>Fuck the yanks<br>And drink their wives<br>The moon is clear<br>The sky is bright<br>I'm happy as the horses shite<br>Up came the bottle of smoke