Scrub the plates, wash your hands in fantastic style Heads turn in awe of their tremendous well-being I'll wear a scar from the sticks and stones As I pull the trigger in the face of finger pointing ones Now who's scum?
Landlord, bring all the tramps off the streets Because the drinks are on me, we're all family Except the suits with their arrogant postures As if they killed all our political monsters And those students all stuck up and pompus But we're still drinking here
Sweetheart, my wallets only singed And my mates deserve a binge So bring the bourbon to the bar So bring the bourbon to the bar
Blue hearts (blue hearts) Blue hearts set free Blue hearts (blue hearts) Blue hearts set free Blue hearts (blue hearts) Blue hearts set free And you will never be only the results of being alone
Punters, we've got a night to share And we won't even care That we're drinking right through to the morning While all the students are dribbling and snoring And those suits are scribbling and drawing We won't wake them up with cards
Blue hearts (blue hearts) Blue hearts set free Blue hearts (blue hearts) Blue hearts set free Blue hearts (blue hearts) Blue hearts set free And you will never be only the results of being alone
I'll kiss the queen after the king is dead I'll kiss the queen after the king is... The king is dead All raise your glass All raise your glass for the king
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