Boys from the County Hell (Live at the Brixton Academy, 2001)

On the first day of March, it was raining

It was raining worse than anything that I have ever seen

I drank ten pints of beer, and I cursed all the people there

I wish that all this rain would stop falling down on me

And it's lend me ten pounds, I'll buy you a drink

And mother wake me early in the morning

At the time I was working for a landlord

And he was the meanest bastard that you have ever seen

And to lose a single penny would grieve him awful sore

And he was a miserable bollocks, and a bitch's bastard's whore

And it's lend me ten pounds, I'll buy you a drink

And mother wake me early in the morning

I recall that we took care of him one Sunday

We got him out the back and we broke his fucking balls

Maybe that was dreaming, and maybe that was real

But all I know is I left the place without a penny or fuck and all that

And it's lend me ten pounds, I'll buy you a drink

And mother wake me early in the morning

But now I've the most charming of verandahs

I sit and watch the junkies, the drunks, the pimps, the whores

Five green bottles sitting on the floor

I wish to Christ, I wish to Christ

That I had fifteen more

And it's lend me ten pounds, I'll buy you a drink

And mother wake me early in the morning

And it's lend me ten pounds, I'll buy you a drink

And mother wake me early in the morning

The boys and me are drunk and looking for you

We'll eat your frigging entrails, and we won't give a damn

Me daddy was a blue shirt, and my mother a madam

And my brother earned his medals at My Lai in Vietnam

And it's lend me ten pounds and I'll buy you a drink

And mother wake me early in the morning

On the first day of March, it was raining

It was raining worse than anything that I have ever seen

Stay on the other side of the road

'Cause you can never tell

We've a thirst like a gang of devils

We're the boys from the county hell

And it's lend me ten pounds and I'll buy you a drink