Pogues - Transmetropolitan lyrics

In the rosy parks of england<br>We'll sit and have a drink<br>Of vp wine and cider 'til we can hardly think<br>And we'll go where the spirits take us<br>To heaven or to hell<br>And kick up bloody murder in the town we love so well<br><br>Going transmetropolitan<br>From the dear old streets of king's cross<br>To the doors of the ica<br>Going transmetropolitan<br>We'll drink the rat's piss, kick the shite<br>And I'm not going home tonight<br><br>From brixton's lovely boulevards<br>To hammersmith's sightly shores<br>We'll scare the camden palace poofs<br>And worry all the whores<br>There's leechers up in whitehall<br>And queers in the glc<br>And when we've done those bastards in<br>We'll storm the bbc<br><br>Going transmetropolitan<br>From surrey docks to somers town<br>With a kmria<br>Going transmetropolitan<br>We'll drink the rat's piss, kick the shite<br>And I'm not going home tonight<br><br>From a 5 pound bet in william hills<br>To a soho sex-shop dream<br>From a fried egg in valtaro's<br>To a tottenham court road ice cream<br>We'll spew and lurch, get nicked and fixed<br>On the way we'll kill and maim<br>When you haven't got a penny, boys<br>It's all the bloody same<br><br>Going transmetropolitan<br>From pentonville road on a sunset eve<br>To the beauty that's mill lane<br>Going transmetropolitan<br>We'll drink the rat's piss, kick the shite<br>And I'm not going home tonight<br><br>This town has done us dirty<br>This town has bled us dry<br>We've been here for a long time<br>And we'll be here 'til we die<br>So we'll finish off the leavings<br>Of blood and glue and beer<br>And burn this bloody city down<br>In the summer of the year<br><br>Going transmetropolitan<br>From arlington house with a 2 bob bit<br>To the scottish shores today<br>Going transmetropolitan<br>We'll drink the rat's piss, kick the shite<br>And I'm not going home tonight