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Tytuł: Gang of gin

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   I get around to singing about
  That gang of gin I'm in
  Then you'll know most certainly
  The kind of game I'm in
  You sound around to swinging about
  The gang of gin I'm rolling in, oh
  Then you'll know
  The kind of state I'm in
  Who will buy my beautiful roses?
  Who will buy my beautiful songs?
  Who will buy my beautiful roses?
  Who will buy my beautiful songs?
  
  Oh in a nutshell
  Yeah in a nutshell, oh
  In a nutshell
  In a nutshell
  
  I get around to singing about
  That gang of gin I'm in
  Then you'll know
  The kind of game I'm in
  She was getting pally with a scally in the alley
  Giving head for gear
  She calls a spade a spade
  Got slit from ear to ear
  
  Who will buy my beautiful roses?
  Who will buy my beautiful songs?
  Who will buy my beautiful roses?
  Who will buy my beautiful songs?
  
  Well I showed no decorum
  Span my heart out on the forum
  Looked like a snapshot
  Of the most tragic day
  
  I'll tell you my story
  The treachery it bores me
  Carl and McGee both promised me
  It would not happen this way
  Carl is kept sedated
  The frontman elevated
  And McGee doing all he can to ruin my band
  And keep me out the way
  
  In this industry of fools
  Musclemen and ghouls
  If you're not a puppet or a muppet
  Then you might as well call it a day-ayay
  
  The truth here gets distorted
  The wall scrapings get snorted
  I'm welcome back if I give up crack
  But you gave me my first pipe anyway
  
  Can't show no decorum
  Posts left on the forum
  Was like a snapshot
  Of the most tragic day