NW3-The Pogues

[ti:NW3] [ar:The Pogues] [al:Just Look Them Straight In The Eye And Say... PogueMahone!!] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]NW3 - The Pogues [00:19.48]It was 1962 [00:21.65]I was two years out of school [00:23.78]When I got on board a boat [00:25.75]That was bound for Liverpool [00:27.75]The day I went away [00:29.66]I remember it so well [00:31.61]Said goodbye to the North Wall [00:33.69]And bid a fond farewell [00:35.63]When I got down to the smoke [00:37.60]It was 1963 [00:39.85]I got a job doing meals on wheels [00:41.98]Round NW3 [00:43.77]I was terrorising grannies [00:45.65]For ten lousy bob a week [00:47.49]I was smashed and blacked [00:48.67]And drunk and yawning in NW3 [00:51.76]In the filth and piss they lived in [00:53.58]They would sometimes hum an air [00:55.34]Or talk in tongues of madness [00:57.47]Keeping time upon a chair [00:59.55]And for their wrists a numbered tab [01:01.85]In Westminster morgue [01:02.91]On a cold hard slab [01:04.16]When I was still a young man [01:05.60]In NW3 [01:07.52] [01:30.41]Now I'm spent of love and rage [01:32.41]And I'm going home again [01:34.42]Never did nobody wrong [01:36.09]Never earned a decent wage [01:38.60]So thanks for sweet f**k all [01:40.59]Once more look at the North Wall [01:42.45]Say goodbye to all of that [01:44.47]And bid a fond farewell [01:46.56]At the top of the Pentonville Road [01:48.54]I watched the sun setting [01:50.55]The town spread out before me [01:52.64]Looked beautiful to me [01:54.64]Away from all the sighing [01:56.55]The suffering and the dying [01:58.35]I dreamed of the future [02:00.40]Of the young and the free [02:02.56]But the years they went by quickly [02:04.17]Now I swear I won't return here [02:06.51]Where each day just bring me closer [02:08.28]To the final misery [02:10.30]My kids will never scrape sh*t round here [02:12.70]I won't die crying in a pint of beer [02:14.77]Or eat their stinking meals on wheels [02:16.65]In NW3