Bottle of Smoke lyrics
by The Pogues
[Verse 1]
Thanks and praises, thanks to Jesus
I bet on the Bottle of Smoke
I went to hell and to the races
To bet on the Bottle of Smoke
The day being clear, the sky being bright
He came up on the left like a streak of light
Like a drunken f*ck on a Saturday night
Up came the Bottle of Smoke
[Chorus]
Twenty-f*cking-five to one
Me gambling days are done
I bet on a horse called the Bottle of Smoke
And my horse won
[Verse 2]
Stewards inquiries, swift and fiery
I had the Bottle of Smoke
Inquisitions and suppositions
I had the Bottle of Smoke
f*ck the stewards, a trip to Lourdes
Might give the old f*ckers the power of sight
Screaming springers and stoppers and call out coppers
But the money still gleams in my hand like a light
[Chorus]
Twenty-f*cking-five to one
Me gambling days are done
I bet on a horse called the Bottle of Smoke
And my horse won
[Verse 3]
Bookies cursing, cars reversing
I had the Bottle of Smoke
Glasses steaming, vessels bursting
I had the Bottle of Smoke
Slip a fifty to the wife
And for each brat, a brand new five
To give me a break on a Saturday night
When I had the Bottle of Smoke
[Chorus]
Twenty-f*cking-five to one
Me gambling days are done
I bet on a horse called the Bottle of Smoke
And my horse won
[Verse 4]
Priests and maidens drunk as pagans
They had the Bottle of Smoke
Sins forgiven and celebrations
They had the Bottle of Smoke
f*ck the yanks and drink their wines
The moon is clear, the sky is bright
I'm happy as the horse's sh*te
Up came the Bottle of Smoke
[Chorus]
Twenty-f*cking-five to one
Me gambling days are done
I bet on a horse called the Bottle of Smoke
And my horse won
[Verse 1]
Thanks and praises, thanks to Jesus
I bet on the Bottle of Smoke
I went to hell and to the races
To bet on the Bottle of Smoke
The day being clear, the sky being bright
He came up on the left like a streak of light
Like a drunken f*ck on a Saturday night
Up came the Bottle of Smoke
[Chorus]
Twenty-f*cking-five to one
Me gambling days are done
I bet on a horse called the Bottle of Smoke
And my horse won
[Chorus]
Twenty-f*cking-five to one
Me gambling days are done
I bet on a horse called the Bottle of Smoke
And my horse won