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The Pogues - Bottle of Smoke Lyrics



The Pogues - Bottle of Smoke Lyrics
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Thanks and praises
Thanks to Jesus
I bet on the Bottle of Smoke
I went to hell
And to the races
To bet on the Bottle of Smoke

The day being clear
The sky being bright
He came up on the left
Like a streak of light
Like a drunken f*ck
On a Saturday night
Up came the Bottle of Smoke

Twenty f*cking five to one
Me gambling days are done
I bet on a horse called the Bottle of Smoke
And my horse won

Stewards inquiries
Swift and fiery
I had the Bottle of Smoke
Inquisitions and suppositions
I had the Bottle of Smoke

F*ck the stewards
A trip to Lourdes
Might give the old f*ckers
The power of sight
Springers and stoppers
They call out the coppers
The money it gleams in my hand like a light

Twenty f*cking five to one
Me gambling days are done
I bet on a horse called the Bottle of Smoke
And my horse won

Bookies cursing
Cars reversing
I had the Bottle of Smoke
Glasses steaming
Vessels bursting
I had the Bottle of Smoke
Slip a fifty to the wife
And for each brat a brand new five
They give me a break on a Saturday night
When I had the Bottle of Smoke

Twenty f*cking five to one
Me gambling days are done
I bet on a horse called the Bottle of Smoke
And my horse won

Priests and maidens
Drunk as pagans
They had the Bottle of Smoke
Sins forgiven and celebrations
They had the Bottle of Smoke

F*ck the Yanks
And drink their wives
The moon is clear
The sky is bright
I'm happy as the horses shite
Up came the Bottle of Smoke

Twenty f*cking five to one
Me gambling days are done
I bet on a horse called the Bottle of Smoke
And my horse won

Come on you bastard

Thanks and praises
Thanks to Jesus
I bet on the Bottle of Smoke
I went to hell
And to the races
To bet on the Bottle of Smoke

The day being clear
The sky being bright
He came up on the left
Like a streak of light
Like a drunken f*ck
On a Saturday night
Up came the Bottle of Smoke

Twenty f*cking five to one
Me gambling days are done
I bet on a horse called the Bottle of Smoke
And my horse won

Twenty f*cking five to one
Me gambling days are done
I bet on a horse called the Bottle of Smoke
And my horse won
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Thanks and praises
Thanks to Jesus
I bet on the Bottle of Smoke
I went to hell
And to the races
To bet on the Bottle of Smoke

The day being clear
The sky being bright
He came up on the left
Like a streak of light
Like a drunken f*ck
On a Saturday night
Up came the Bottle of Smoke

Twenty f*cking five to one
Me gambling days are done
I bet on a horse called the Bottle of Smoke
And my horse won

Stewards inquiries
Swift and fiery
I had the Bottle of Smoke
Inquisitions and suppositions
I had the Bottle of Smoke

F*ck the stewards
A trip to Lourdes
Might give the old f*ckers
The power of sight
Springers and stoppers
They call out the coppers
The money it gleams in my hand like a light

Twenty f*cking five to one
Me gambling days are done
I bet on a horse called the Bottle of Smoke
And my horse won

Bookies cursing
Cars reversing
I had the Bottle of Smoke
Glasses steaming
Vessels bursting
I had the Bottle of Smoke
Slip a fifty to the wife
And for each brat a brand new five
They give me a break on a Saturday night
When I had the Bottle of Smoke

Twenty f*cking five to one
Me gambling days are done
I bet on a horse called the Bottle of Smoke
And my horse won

Priests and maidens
Drunk as pagans
They had the Bottle of Smoke
Sins forgiven and celebrations
They had the Bottle of Smoke

F*ck the Yanks
And drink their wives
The moon is clear
The sky is bright
I'm happy as the horses shite
Up came the Bottle of Smoke

Twenty f*cking five to one
Me gambling days are done
I bet on a horse called the Bottle of Smoke
And my horse won

Come on you bastard

Thanks and praises
Thanks to Jesus
I bet on the Bottle of Smoke
I went to hell
And to the races
To bet on the Bottle of Smoke

The day being clear
The sky being bright
He came up on the left
Like a streak of light
Like a drunken f*ck
On a Saturday night
Up came the Bottle of Smoke

Twenty f*cking five to one
Me gambling days are done
I bet on a horse called the Bottle of Smoke
And my horse won

Twenty f*cking five to one
Me gambling days are done
I bet on a horse called the Bottle of Smoke
And my horse won
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Writer: Jeremy Max Finer, Shane Patrick Lysaght Macgowan
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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