Tekst piosenki
Eight o'clock, it opens
Eight o'clock, it closes
Eight o'clock, it opens
Boots pharmacy
Toothbrush, and some privacy
In a water closet, of 5 star eatery, cult supremacy
Second hand books
Second hand crooks
Second hand meat
Hanging from the hooks
You came to, right place
To lose your face
Concrete, concrete, life is sweet
I wanna spend the rest of my days
I wanna spend the rest of my days
I wanna spend the rest of my days
I wanna spend the rest of my days
At the Brunswick Centre
The Brunswick Centre
?
Really helps my Trust
By showing nothing
But floating dust
William Hill
Shows his good will
And hands me
An enormous bill
Beneath fun
For mania
I get my relief
With Sweet Tanya
Outdoor lust
Weeds and rust
Concrete, concrete
Life is Sweet
I wanna spend the rest of my days
I wanna spend the rest of my days
I wanna spend the rest of my days
I wanna spend the rest of my days
Woo
I wanna spend the rest of my days
I wanna spend the rest of my days
I wanna spend the rest of my days
I wanna
I wanna
Rest of my days
At the Brunswick Centre
The Brunswick Centre
At the Brunswick Centre
Brunswick Centre
