Blackpool Lyrics

One day, after closing, I was lying on me nest,
When Stez shouted: 'Get your bags on, come on outside!',
So I grabbed me stripy tank top, ( I had beer stains on my vest,
And I said: 'Best get some cans in, its a long ride.'.
Well we drove along the M6 chucking cans at other folk,
Stopped at all the services for photos,
Picked up some fit hitch-hikers, and told them filthy jokes,
And piled them in the back seat for groat-os.

We're going down Blackpool, alright?,
We're going down Blackpool, for a pint,
We're going down Blackpool, alright?,
To see the lights.

Muttley's in the driving seat, Stez Styx is in the front,
They're shouting: 'Watch it, c***, you're goin' get it!"
Beater's in the back seat with a crack sat on his knee,
He's got his finger up her like a ferret.
Ten miles outside Blackpool, we had some real bad luck,
Muttley shouts: 'Oh, f*** we've got a flat!'
And The Beater chucked the jack at some c*** ten miles down the road,
We made him go and get the f***** back,
The t***!!.

We're going down Blackpool, alright?,
We're going down Blackpool, for a pint,
We're going down Blackpool, alright?,
To see the lights.
We're going down Blackpool, alright?,
We're going down Blackpool, for a pint,
We're going down Blackpool, alright?,
To see the lights.

©1983 The Macc Lads

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