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Six Pints None the Wiser lyrics
Slumped in the corner on the bar with a pint in me hand
the whole country's fucked up with stuff I don't understand
People are pointing, am I an outcast?
My liver's really fucked up... I dont' think I'm gonna last...
(Whoa oh oh oh) We're all six pints none the wiser
(Whoa oh oh oh) We dont' care if it's Lager or it's Cider
Slumped on the Sofa with a six-pack in my hand
My head is really spinning and I don't think I can stand
The rape, the torture, the greed in this land
We're six pints none the wiser - we still don't understand
(Whoa oh oh oh) We're all six pints none the wiser
(Whoa oh oh oh) We dont' care if it's Lager or it's Cider
Stumbling along the street but I can't keep control of my feet
Inebriated and in the gutter, I'm flat on my face and I mutter
"We're six pints none the wiser..."
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