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Rollers of Bedlam - Bedlam City Lyrics



Rollers of Bedlam - Bedlam City Lyrics




Love, Pubs, Drugs
That's everything sweet
Drown my liver by the river with anything neat and tidy
Stuck my hand out for no hand out, just so maybe she will reach
Maybe he'll reach, maybe they'll reach
And the water's f*cking dirty, I don't live by a beach
Crisp packets, empty cans and a bottle of bleach

Bedlam City
Oh what a pity the life I live
It can be so shitty, unless I got a spliff or a sip of my drink
Not a good way to think
Well, maybe I don't think

Welcome to the show of the city
But all you ever do is show pity
So let me take your coats, and your wallets
I said, welcome to the show of the city
But all you ever do is show pity
And you don't give a f*ck about me

Love, Pubs, Drugs
And everything sweet
Drown my liver by the river with anything neat and tidy
Stuck my hand out for no hand out, just so maybe she will reach
Maybe he'll reach, maybe they'll reach
And the water's f*cking dirty, I don't live by a beach
Crisp packets, empty cans and a bottle of bleach

Bedlam City
Oh what a pity the life I live
It can be so shitty, unless I got a spliff or a sip of my drink
Not a good way to live
Look, Don't give a f*ck what you think
Don't give a f*ck what you think
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English

Love, Pubs, Drugs
That's everything sweet
Drown my liver by the river with anything neat and tidy
Stuck my hand out for no hand out, just so maybe she will reach
Maybe he'll reach, maybe they'll reach
And the water's f*cking dirty, I don't live by a beach
Crisp packets, empty cans and a bottle of bleach

Bedlam City
Oh what a pity the life I live
It can be so shitty, unless I got a spliff or a sip of my drink
Not a good way to think
Well, maybe I don't think

Welcome to the show of the city
But all you ever do is show pity
So let me take your coats, and your wallets
I said, welcome to the show of the city
But all you ever do is show pity
And you don't give a f*ck about me

Love, Pubs, Drugs
And everything sweet
Drown my liver by the river with anything neat and tidy
Stuck my hand out for no hand out, just so maybe she will reach
Maybe he'll reach, maybe they'll reach
And the water's f*cking dirty, I don't live by a beach
Crisp packets, empty cans and a bottle of bleach

Bedlam City
Oh what a pity the life I live
It can be so shitty, unless I got a spliff or a sip of my drink
Not a good way to live
Look, Don't give a f*ck what you think
Don't give a f*ck what you think
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Writer: Joseph Beeton
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Performed By: Rollers of Bedlam
Language: English
Length: 3:43
Written by: Joseph Beeton
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