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| Pogues Hells Ditch Rain Street The church bell rings An old drunk sings A young girl hocks her wedding ring Down on Rain Street Down the alley the icewagon flew Picked up a stiff that was turning blue The local kids were sniffin' glue Not much else for a kid to do Down Rain Street Father McGreer buys an ice cold beer And a short for Father Loyola Father Joe's got the clap again He's drinking Coca-Cola Down on Rain Street Bless me Father I have sinned I got pissed and I got pinned And God can't help the shape I'm in Down on Rain Street There's a Tesco on the sacred ground Where I pulled her knickers down While Judas took his measly price And St Anthony gazed in awe at Christ Down on Rain Street I gave my love a goodnight kiss I tried to take a late night piss But the toiled moved so again I missed Down Rain Street I sat on the floor and watched TV Thanking Christ for the BBC A stupid fucking place to be Down Rain Street I took my Eileen by the hand Walk with me was her command I dreamt we were walking on the strand Down Rain Street That night Rain Street went on for miles That night on Rain Street somebody smiled (MacGowan) S.MacGowan - vocals A.Ranken - drums D.Hunt - bass J.Finer - banjo, shaker T.Woods - cittern P.Chevron - acc. gtr. S.Stacy - whistle J.Fearnley - accordion, piano B.voc: D.Hunt, A.Ranken |
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