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Transmetropolitan

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Transmetropolitan

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In the rosy parks of England

We'll sit and have a drink

Of VP wine and cider 'til we can hardly think

And we'll go where the spirits take us

To heaven or to hell

And kick up bloody murder in the town we love so well

Going transmetropolitan

From the dear old streets of King's Cross

To the doors of the ICA

Going transmetropolitan

We'll drink the rat's piss, kick the shite

And I'm not going home tonight

From Brixton's lovely boulevards

To Hammersmith's sightly shores

We'll scare the Camden Palace poofs

And worry all the whores

There's leechers up in Whitehall

And queers in the GLC

And when we've done those bastards in

We'll storm the BBC

Going transmetropolitan

From Surrey Docks to Somers Town

With a KMRIA

Going transmetropolitan

We'll drink the rat's piss, kick the shite

And I'm not going home tonight

From a 5 pound bet in William Hills

To a Soho sex-shop dream

From a fried egg in Valtaro's

To a Tottenham Court Road ice cream

We'll spew and lurch, get nicked and fixed

On the way we'll kill and maim

When you haven't got a penny, boys

It's all the bloody same

Going transmetropolitan

From Pentonville Road on a sunset eve

To the beauty that's Mill Lane

Going transmetropolitan

We'll drink the rat's piss, kick the shite

And I'm not going home tonight

This town has done us dirty

This town has bled us dry

We've been here for a long time

And we'll be here 'til we die

So we'll finish off the leavings

Of blood and glue and beer

And burn this bloody city down

In the summer of the year

Going transmetropolitan

From Arlington House with a 2 bob bit

To the Scottish shores today

Going transmetropolitan

We'll drink the rat's piss, kick the shite

And I'm not going home tonight

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