’69

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Flying through the night in a beat up wagon A mike stand up my jacksy Give me a beer, and I'll stand on a chair And slip into something sexy Black Cat Woolwich, The Tiger's Head The Café Des Artistes The Revolution, and the Bag O' Nails I'll see you down the Speak [Chorus] Your Ma said you slept real good in your food last night You couldn't hold it down And you broke up a real good fight Ligging at the Old Marquee, spinning Jack a line Even he knew better than me, back in sixty-nine [Bridge] Sixty-nine, sixty-nine Sixty-nine, sixty-nine Sixty-nine, sixty-nine [Instrumental Break] [Organ Solo] [Verse 2] On the road to Paradiso Back of your head, got to pay some dues Rugged looked down as the Thames swallowed His life at the Boathouse, Kew Hot girls, no AC Cheap TV, sleep on the floor Hallelujah what's a roadie Hush my baby sleep no more [Chorus] Your Ma said you slept real good in your food last night You couldn't hold it down And you broke up a real good fight Ligging at the Old Marquee, spinning Jack a line Even he knew better than me, back in sixty-nine