Down for the Outing Lyrics

Slowly down, and all down river
The one you sold you down
Where your timbers shiver
They'll hold you down
And as you're flailing
Yes as you drown
You say "ah look he's waving"
Ah, oh can ya teach that she was saved
Fools of Brittania raped by all the slaves
Raped by all the slaves

Sorry Dad for the good times that I had
They made me look so bad
Sorry mum
I'm sorry for the good things that I've done
It gave you hope when there was none

No how can ya
Teach that she was saved
Oh
Do svidaniya tell me I can live
Bicarb and a sieve
My baby coming with me
For the outing
In the prison of my mind
No three score ten wreck
I won't be blind
I won't be blindly led
No lion by a donkey no
Oh how can ya
Teach that she was saved
Do svidaniya tell me I can live
Bicarb and a sieve
My baby's coming with me now

Down for the outing
To the prison of my mind
No pretty ribbons a wild beast will bind
No pretty rhythms to ease a troubled mind
There's many troubled minds
Many troubled minds round here
And Leicester