Lyrics:
There's a pocket in my waistcoat
That's where my watch keeps time
And if you watch very closely
You may see my life
There's a pocket in my
Sup up, lad, I've spilt more ale down me waistcoat
Than you've supped tonight.
Bonnington's or Willy's lads?
Willy's tastes like piss.
I've got ten
I haven't been in this position before
Wash your hands, get your ?
Find the waistcoat, lock the door.
And oh!
Get your ?
Oh yeah, get your ?
before
Wash your hands, get your rabitt tail
Find the waistcoat, lock the door.
And oh!
Get your rabbit tail
Oh yeah, get your rabitt tail lock
waistcoat catches glints of morning light
Silk damask swathed in bottle green memories
We've traveled from station to station
We now approach our final
E's in my mash
Hey, waiter, there's H in my soup
Waiter, with his waistcoat on
And his fingers in the till
Waiter, with his waistcoat on
And his fingers
Sometimes I think I'd go blind, if it was always sunny
I think if I read your mind, it'd go
Need me, want me, love me
[Chorus]
Waistcoat you go up so hi-high
Use me for example well
As not a scapegoat ehh
Agbada for waistcoat
Me I dea feel cold ehh
Plus a little bit of headache gimme procold
My problem not
Vuitton, Gucci or Prada? Like its 2023 bruv, like. I'm not supporting that.
Step your shit up. I am not supporting that sorry. I do like that waistcoat
them rushing to kick 'em
Makes 'em cheer up
And so he knows, his heart stays in his throat
Gun hidden by his waistcoat
There's no where else to go
This
of stink about blue velvet trousers
In my paisley shirt I look a jerk
And my turquoise waistcoat is quite out of sight
But oh oh my haircut looks so bad
Big Jim Cooley commanded respect, whatever he wanted he could get
The badge on his waistcoat shone in the sun
It ain't no lie, Big Jim was feared
Big Jim Cooley commanded respect, whatever he wanted he could get
The badge on his waistcoat shone in the sun
It ain't no lie, Big Jim was feared
really thinks we're the devil, then let's send 'em to hell
Anxious lovers, bums in the street
Jackals in waistcoats, men in sheets
Purple mountains,
come into her head
So waistcoat and britches the lady did put on
And away she went hunting with her dog and gun
She hunted all around where
to work trust me don't trust me
My shoes are too light my head is too big
The waistcoat is pristine as are my minors
I got people, I'm willing to work
So
really thinks we're the devil, then let's send 'em to hell
Anxious lovers, bums in the street
Jackals in waistcoats, men in sheets
Purple mountains,
everything to me
Up on the catwalk, and you dress in waistcoats
And got brilliantino, and friends of Kim Philby
You float through the night time, like
My oh my, but you do look the killer
Never mind the duds just look at that hat
All that green chartreuse on the waistcoat
How do you come by
waistcoat and shirt
In my life, now man are big brand like Bosch
I won't forget I came from the dirt
If I go to a dance to rave, I think smart
Keep
was a v-neck waistcoat
Accurate
Detective instinct
That's detective instinct
Always got it
Sticks some paper under the door at 8 p.m.
My razor
long and lonely mile
He's got the waistcoat made of sad, sad, sack
He see a red door and he want to paint it black
He's got a vote for you now if
rebel like you
Like me, like you, like me, like you (rebel like you)
You're in your leather boots and black waistcoat
Lookin' just like me
Pretty
to me
Up on the catwalk, and you dress in waistcoats
And got brilliantino, and friends of kim philby
You float through the night time, like manna
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