The right way to go
Is the only way you know
Fall and you're
Behind us all
What goes on in your head
When your family are dead
And the vacant face
Is the only one you have
He sat down there
Without a care
Two pints are bought
But only one talks
Hell is the city at night
No place to go
I shout hello
It echoes round and round
Comes back to me
So I leave
I'm unemployed
And I spend my time
Sitting alone in the pub
All days I dread
My family are dead
It was a waste
Of them all
No one talks to me
All I ever see
Is their distaste
Well I'm ok
Hell is the city at night
No place to go
I shout hello
It echoes round and round
Comes back to me
So I leave
I'm unemployed
And I spend my time
Siting alone
In the pub
Out on Thursday (New and old combined Version) Video (MV)
Performed By: The Nigel Purcell Trio
Language: English
Length: 4:09
Written by: Andrew Purcell, Nigel Ratcliffe
The Nigel Purcell Trio - Out on Thursday (New and old combined Version) Lyrics
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The right way to go
Is the only way you know
Fall and you're
Behind us all
What goes on in your head
When your family are dead
And the vacant face
Is the only one you have
He sat down there
Without a care
Two pints are bought
But only one talks
Hell is the city at night
No place to go
I shout hello
It echoes round and round
Comes back to me
So I leave
I'm unemployed
And I spend my time
Sitting alone in the pub
All days I dread
My family are dead
It was a waste
Of them all
No one talks to me
All I ever see
Is their distaste
Well I'm ok
Hell is the city at night
No place to go
I shout hello
It echoes round and round
Comes back to me
So I leave
I'm unemployed
And I spend my time
Siting alone
In the pub
Is the only way you know
Fall and you're
Behind us all
What goes on in your head
When your family are dead
And the vacant face
Is the only one you have
He sat down there
Without a care
Two pints are bought
But only one talks
Hell is the city at night
No place to go
I shout hello
It echoes round and round
Comes back to me
So I leave
I'm unemployed
And I spend my time
Sitting alone in the pub
All days I dread
My family are dead
It was a waste
Of them all
No one talks to me
All I ever see
Is their distaste
Well I'm ok
Hell is the city at night
No place to go
I shout hello
It echoes round and round
Comes back to me
So I leave
I'm unemployed
And I spend my time
Siting alone
In the pub
Writer: Andrew Purcell, Nigel Ratcliffe
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Sentric Music
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Sentric Music