MEN THEY COULDN'T HANG


Jack Dandy Lyrics

Winter nineteen eighty one down at the station
Sleeping bag and sixty three pounds heading for
Waterloo station
Last night I shook my fathers hand told him I was
leaving
But as the train goes past the docks my heart stays
unbelieving

Sometimes I wish I was rich
Sometimes I wish that I was dead
Sometimes I wish that I was back on the train
Sometimes I wish that I was home again

But I'm strutting with the cats
Running with the dogs
Drinking down the poison to the bottom of the dregs
Looking for the secret of the little white bags

Sometimes I wish I was rich
Sometimes I wish that I was dead
Sometimes I wish that I was back on the train
Sometimes I wish that I was home again

But I'm strutting with the cats
Running with the dogs
Drinking down the poison to the bottom of the dregs
Looking for the secret of the little white bags

All the friends I left behind die slowly on the dole
The factory on the big estate has swallowed my best
friend whole
Now I'm living in a Hammersmith squat watching an old
TV
On the screen the days go by and never stop for me

Sometimes I wish I was rich
Sometimes I wish that I was dead
Sometimes I wish that I was back on the train
Sometimes I wish that I was home again

But I'm strutting with the cats
Running with the dogs
Drinking down the poison to the bottom of the dregs
Looking for the secret of the little white bags

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Songwriter(s): Paul Simmonds, Phil Odgers, Stefan Cush, Shanne Hasler, Jon Odgers
Publisher(s): Kassner Associated Publishers Ltd., Cherry Red Songs
Record Label(s): 1987 Demon Records Ltd
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