by The Rumjacks on album Sober & Godless
I smell trouble, its stinkin' up the streets, I'm tapin' up the windows & I'm burnin' all the sheets, Trouble, come walkin' through the door, Like I trod in somethin' horrible & dragged o'er the floor
by The Rumjacks on album Sober & Godless
I smell trouble, its stinkin' up the streets, I'm tapin' up the windows & I'm burnin' all the sheets, Trouble, come walkin' through the door, Like I trod in somethin' horrible & dragged o'er the floor
by The Rumjacks on album Sober & Godless
I smell trouble, its stinkin' up the streets, I'm tapin' up the windows & I'm burnin' all the sheets, Trouble, come walkin' through the door, Like I trod in somethin' horrible & dragged o'er the floor
by The Rumjacks on album Sober & Godless Japan Edition
I smell trouble, its stinkin' up the streets, I'm tapin' up the windows & I'm burnin' all the sheets, Trouble, come walkin' through the door, Like I trod in somethin' horrible & dragged o'er the floor
by The Rumjacks on album Sober & Godless
Oh now come fellow traveller, bend an ear t'ward me, Come cease all yer rabble & row, All yer shrill empty laughter is slicin' right through me, And there's feck all so funny no never, no how. Ye'd as
by The Rumjacks on album Sober & Godless
Oh now come fellow traveller, bend an ear t'ward me, Come cease all yer rabble & row, All yer shrill empty laughter is slicin' right through me, And there's feck all so funny no never, no how. Ye'd as
by The Rumjacks on album Sober & Godless Japan Edition
Oh now come fellow traveller, bend an ear t'ward me, Come cease all yer rabble & row, All yer shrill empty laughter is slicin' right through me, And there's feck all so funny no never, no how. Ye'd as
by The Rumjacks on album Sober & Godless
Oh now come fellow traveller, bend an ear t'ward me, Come cease all yer rabble & row, All yer shrill empty laughter is slicin' right through me, And there's feck all so funny no never, no how. Ye'd as
by The Rumjacks on album Sober & Godless
Oh now come fellow traveller, bend an ear t'ward me, Come cease all yer rabble & row, All yer shrill empty laughter is slicin' right through me, And there's feck all so funny no never, no how. Ye'd as
by The Rumjacks on album Sober & Godless
They married in the civic hall, avoiding all the rigmarole, A prick of a man we liked to call ‘Cock-a-doodled-Andy', Drank a pint o' ‘truth-be-told', called the bride a filthy moll, There the part
by The Rumjacks on album Sober & Godless
They married in the civic hall, avoiding all the rigmarole, A prick of a man we liked to call ‘Cock-a-doodled-Andy', Drank a pint o' ‘truth-be-told', called the bride a filthy moll, There the part
by The Rumjacks on album Sober & Godless
They married in the civic hall, avoiding all the rigmarole, A prick of a man we liked to call ‘Cock-a-doodled-Andy', Drank a pint o' ‘truth-be-told', called the bride a filthy moll, There the part
by The Rumjacks on album Sober & Godless Japan Edition
They married in the civic hall, avoiding all the rigmarole, A prick of a man we liked to call ‘Cock-a-doodled-Andy', Drank a pint o' ‘truth-be-told', called the bride a filthy moll, There the part
by The Rumjacks on album Gangs of New Holland
They in their black battalion go, Fit to weep, dressed to kill, to the chapel on the hill, Through the wind and the blistering snow, Unafraid, undisguised, to put pennies in his eyes, The twist of a g
by The Rumjacks on album Gangs of New Holland
They in their black battalion go, Fit to weep, dressed to kill, to the chapel on the hill, Through the wind and the blistering snow, Unafraid, undisguised, to put pennies in his eyes, The twist of a g
by The Rumjacks on album Gangs of New Holland
Early one November me Uncle Tommy joined the army, Kitted him out for danger & ferried him o'er the sea, He threw me o'er his shoulder, sang to me a dirty ditty, Telling me when I were older you'll