Gang of Lust lyrics

by

Jarvis Cocker


Drinking gin at half past five
Chattin up a bird with a dodgy eye
I vomit Jaeger on her pasty thighs
Doin a runner when her fella arrives

Drop the pills I'm off me crust
Meet the lads I'm coming up
A cheeky line of devil dust
We're a walking gang of lust

Let's get f*cked
Let's get f*cked
Let's get f*cked up on the town

Let's get f*cked
Let's get f*cked
Let's get f*cked up on the town

Let's get f*cked
Let's get f*cked
Let's get f*cked up on the town

Let's get f*cked
Let's get f*cked
Let's get f*cked up on the town
Members only at the club
We give the door blokes head a rub
Seconds later we're off our rocks
In this sweaty pumping box

Let's get f*cked
Let's get f*cked
Let's get f*cked up on the town

Let's get f*cked
Let's get f*cked
Let's get f*cked up on the town

Let's get f*cked
Let's get f*cked
Let's get f*cked up on the town

Let's get f*cked
Let's get f*cked
Let's get f*cked up on the town

Door bell ringing at 3 a.m
The next door neighbour complaining again
What's your f*cking problem mate
I'm up for work at half past 8
Calm it Kermit have a beer
We're all decent people here
All these birds he licks his lips
Wicked mate
Let's get f*cked
Let's get f*cked
Let's get f*cked up on the town

Let's get f*cked (Let's get mashed up on the town, call the dealer while she's going down)
Let's get f*cked (In the morning we're dredged in brown)
Let's get f*cked up on the town (breakfast Stellas' at the goose and crown)

Let's get f*cked
Let's get f*cked
Let's get f*cked up on the town

Let's get f*cked
Let's get f*cked
Let's get f*cked up on the town

Let's get f*cked
Let's get f*cked
Let's get f*cked up on the town

Let's get f*cked!
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