Boys from the County Hell

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
And I wish that all this raining would stop falling down on me

And it's lend me ten pounds and I'll buy you a drink
And yer 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 and I'll buy you a drink
And yer mother wake me early in the morning

I recall we took care of him one Sunday
We took him round the back an we broke his fcking balls
And maybe that was dreaming and maybe that was real
All I know is I left without a penny or fck all

And it's lend me ten pounds and I'll buy you a drink
And yer mother wake me early in the morning

But now I've the most charming of verandahs
I sit and watch the druggies, the drunks, an pimps, the whores
15 green bottles there layin on the floor
I wish to Christ, I wish to Christ
That I had fifteen more

And it's lend me ten pounds and I'll buy you a drink
And yer mother wake me early in the morning

The boys and I are drunk and looking for you
We'll eat your frigging entrails and we won't give a damn

My father was a blue shirt and my mother a madam
And my brother made his guineas yankin bricks in Bham

And it's lend me ten pounds and I'll buy you a drink
And yer 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
Better stay on the other side of the street
'Cause you can never tell
We've a thirst like a gang of devils
We're the boys of the county hell
And it's lend me ten pounds and I'll buy you a drink
And yer mother wake me early in the morning
And it's lend me ten pounds and I'll buy you a drink
And yer mother wake me early in the morning