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Punchdrunk Lyrics

Punchdrunk stood in the middle of the ring,
The referee stood 'tween Murphy and him:
They hadn't rung that bell when the head came in,
Punchdrunk staggered with blood on his chin.

Chorus:
But I ain't here to raise the lid,
For on Whitechapel Road they say:
That's just the way you earn a quid.

Now he saw red as he saw blood,
He caught Murphy, right hand thud;
Crushed his skull and broke his guts,
Stamped his head and took him out.

Chorus

Punchdrunk came from old East Ham,
Where he earned his living best he can,
Never had no school just an old tin can,
Knew pretty young he'd have to use his hands.

He had been a thief, then a lag, then broke,
With eyes the colour of London smoke,
People called him "Sir" when they spoke,
For no-one knew the antidote...

Now, Murphy mended and he made that call,
And spoke to Punchdrunk in his hall.
He said, "Thanks for the fight, fella, thanks for the
brawl."
Punchdrunk thanked for the butt and thanked him for the
call.

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Record Label(s): 1991 Cooking Vinyl

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