In this town cellular phones are hot with thieves
In this town we all go to terminal pubs
It helps us sweat out those angry bits of life
From this town the English Army grind their teeth to glass
You know you'll get a kicking tonight, smell of puke and piss
Smell of puke and piss on your stilettos
Here comes that panic attack, my heart stops, and then it starts
Give me a drink, I'll drink your round
I'll take you 'round the pole, it's cold up here (I see a universe waiting by a universe)
You'll catch the flu or you'll catch the city
Either way you'll catch the flu, or you'll catch the city
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