Alexthomasdavis
Alexthomasdavis - Fighting Drunks lyrics
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Every friday night outside the pubs You see them on the corner There's a bit of fighting cos Someone was told they're out of order Could it be the fact that They have had nine or ten pints of lager And the confines of the pub have Pushed them both to points of anger Then I see the cloud The red mist hanging over Will it clear Will fighting drunks get sober They're coming near No time to talk things over I've spilt my beer I should have had a soda Saturday night it comes around And there's a stench in the town Every corner turned you see a Scuffle and a face looking down Is it down to beer the fact that People can't really get on now Fighting drunks on every street At ten thirty and three thirty shows