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The Rumjacks
The Rumjacks
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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Francis McLaughlin
Francis McLaughlin
Songwriter

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
One smokey day in a darkened scullery
Down by the river in a factory town
Where bad things happen and the walls are drippin'
And the ghosts are flittin' frae the cold hard ground
A pot and kettle on the hob were settled
Hissin' their patter so bilious cruel
An awfy matter o' clout and claterin'
Battlin' wits in a hideous duel
[Verse 2]
Lids a' rattlin' belchin' steam
Life ain't nothin' but a fevered dream
You're a lowly villain
You're a terrible liar
But we're bother here cookin' on the same old fire
Guts a' bubblin' belchin' steam
Life ain't nothin' but a fevered dream
You're a chanty pot
And your'e a shite for brains
But we're both here hangin' on the same old chains
[Verse 3]
I've roasted a wealth of exotic things
All torn to ribbons at the hands of kings
Polished copper how I proudly shone
Stealin' the fire of the blazin' sun
Ye've boilt nae mair'n 'em old soup bones
I've boilt the tea for them stately homes
I were rattled like a drum each Hogmanay
Then scrubbed tae the devil on the followin' day
[Verse 4]
Lids a' rattlin' belchin' steam
Life ain't nothin' but a fevered dream
You're a lowly villain
You're a terrible liar
But we're bother here cookin' on the same old fire
Guts a' bubblin' belchin' steam
Life ain't nothin' but a fevered dream
You're a chanty pot
You're a shite for brains
But we're both here hangin' on the same old chains
[Verse 5]
Lids a' rattlin' belchin' steam
Life ain't nothin' but a fevered dream
You're a lowly villain
You're a terrible liar
But we're bother here cookin' on the same old fire
Guts a' bubblin' belchin' steam
Life ain't nothin' but a fevered dream
You're a chanty pot
You're a shite for brains
But we're both here hangin' on the same old chains
[Verse 6]
Kettle your metal is a terrible hue
Riddled wi' holes cannae hold your brew
Your lid's all crooked and your sides bashed in
It'll no be long afore you see the bin
Well, Pot, your not so bright as me
Hags old cauldron is all you'd be
You reek o' gruel and you're none too young
Fit for to carry but the peels and dung
[Verse 7]
Lids a' rattlin' belchin' steam
Life ain't nothin' but a fevered dream
You're a lowly villain
You're a terrible liar
But we're bother here cookin' on the same old fire
Guts a' bubblin' belchin' steam
Life ain't nothin' but a fevered dream
You're an old piss bucket
And you're a dented can
But we're neither as black as that roastin' pan
[Verse 8]
Lids a' rattlin' belchin' steam
Life ain't nothin' but a fevered dream
You're a lowly villain (But we're neither as black)
You're a terrible liar
But we're bother here cookin' on the same old fire (But we're neither as black as that roasting pan)
Guts a' bubblin' belchin' steam
Life ain't nothin' but a fevered dream
You're a chanty pot
And you're a shite for brains
But we're both here hangin' on the same old chains
[Verse 9]
Lids a' rattlin' belchin' steam
Life ain't nothin' but a fevered dream
You're a lowly villain
You're a terrible liar
But we're bother here cookin' on the same old fire (But we're neither as black as that roasting pan)
Guts a' bubblin' belchin' steam
Life ain't nothin' but a fevered dream
You're a chanty pot (But we're neither as black)
And you're a shite for brains
But we're neither as black as that roastin' pan
[Verse 10]
Lids a' rattlin' belchin' steam
Life ain't nothin' but a fevered dream
You're a lowly villain (But we're neither as black)
You're a terrible liar
But we're bother here cookin' on the same old fire (But we're neither as black as that roasting pan)
Guts a' bubblin' belchin' steam
Life ain't nothin' but a fevered dream
You're a chanty pot (But we're neither as black)
You're a shite for brains
But we're both here hangin' on the same old chains (But we're neither as black as that roasting pan)
[Verse 11]
Lids a' rattlin' belchin' steam
Life ain't nothin' but a fevered dream
You're a lowly villain (But we're neither as black)
You're a terrible liar
But we're bother here cookin' on the same old fire (But we're neither as black as that roasting pan)
Guts a' bubblin' belchin' steam
Life ain't nothin' but a fevered dream
You're a chanty pot (But we're neither as black)
You're a shite for brains
But we're both here hangin' on the same old chains (But we're neither as black as that roasting pan)
[Verse 12]
Lids a' rattlin' belchin' steam
Life ain't nothin' but a fevered dream (No we're never as)
You're a lowly villain (No we're neither as black)
You're a terrible liar
But we're bother here cookin' on the same old fire (But we're neither as black as that roasting pan)
Guts a' bubblin' belchin' steam
Life ain't nothin' but a fevered dream
You're a chanty pot
You're a shite for brains
But we're both here hangin' on the same old chains...
Written by: Francis McLaughlin
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