Infant Sorrow Gang Of Lust Lyrics

Drinking gin at half past five
Chattin up a bird
With a dodgy eye
A bottle of jagger
Do it right
When the feller rise.

Drop the pills down off the curst
Meet the lads I'm coming up
The cheeky line of devil dust
We're a wealthy gang of lust

Let's get f*cked
Let's get f*cked
Let's get f*cked up on the town

Let's get f*cked
Let's get f*cked
Let's get f*cked up on the town

Let's get f*cked
Let's get f*cked
Let's get f*cked up on the town

Let's get f*cked
Let's get f*cked
Let's get f*cked up on the town

Memebers only at the club
We give the door blokes
Seconds later we're off our rocks
In this sweaty pumping box

Let's get f*cked
Let's get f*cked
Let's get f*cked up on the town

Let's get f*cked
Let's get f*cked
Let's get f*cked up on the town Let's get f*cked
Let's get f*cked
Let's get f*cked up on the town

Let's get f*cked
Let's get f*cked
Let's get f*cked up on the town

door bell ringing at 3 a.m.
The next door neighbor copmlaining again
What's your f*cking problem mate
I'm up for work at half past 8
Come in kermit have a beer
We're all decent people here
All these birds he licks his lips
Wicked mate

Let's get f*cked
Let's get f*cked
Let's get f*cked up on the town

Let's get f*cked
Let's get f*cked
Let's get f*cked up on the town

Let's get f*cked
Let's get f*cked
Let's get f*cked up on the town

Let's get f*cked
Let's get f*cked
Let's get f*cked up on the town

Let's get f*cked
Let's get f*cked
Let's get f*cked up on the town

Let's get f*cked!