Paroles de The Fog on the Tyne

Sittin' in a sleazy snack-bar Snuckin' sickly sausage rolls Slippin' down slowly, slippin' down sideways Think I'll sign off the dole 'Cause the fog on the Tyne is all mine, all mine The fog on the Tyne is all mine The fog on the Tyne is all mine, all mine The fog on the Tyne is all mine Could a copper catch a crooked coffin maker Could a copper comprehend That a crooked coffin maker's just an undertaker Who undertakes to be a friend And the fog on the Tyne is all mine, all mine The fog on the Tyne is all mine The fog on the Tyne is all mine, all mine The fog on the Tyne is all mine Tell it to tomorrow, today will take its time To tell you what tonight will bring Presently we'll have a pint or two together Ev'rybody do their thing We can swing together, we can have a wee wee We can have a wet on the wall If someone slips a whisper that its simple sister Slapped them down and slavered on their smalls 'Cause the fog on the Tyne is all mine, all mine The fog on the Tyne is all mine The fog on the Tyne is all mine, all mine The fog on the Tyne is all mine ....