Midnight Mass Murder

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Half Man Half Biscuit - Rock

Midnight Mass Murder

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Spare me from the drunken heathen Gormless bores in Superdry Most unclean, and most unwelcome Like a field of blighted rye Where were you? Where were you? Where were you in mid-July? Where were you in mid-July? Though they boost the congregation Joy turns swiftly into pain Arms aloft, their fingers pointing Taunting me with their refrain What's it like? What's it like? What's it likе to see a crowd? What's it like to see a crowd? Open not the main church еntrance Let them think it's been postponed Every year the same old gobshites Left to me I would have them stoned Take your chips Take your chips Take your chips and fuck off home Take your chips and fuck off home

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