Alba s touto skladbou:
Infant sorrow,
Infant Sorrow,
Drinking gin at half past five
Chatting up a bird with a dodgy eye
I found me a girl on a pasty face
Do her right when the fellow arrives
Drop the pills down off me crust
Meet the lads, I'm coming up
The cheeky line of devil dust
We're a wealthy gang of lust
Let's get fucked, let's get fucked
Let's get fucked up on the town
Let's get fucked, let's get fucked
Let's get fucked up on the town
Let's get fucked, let's get fucked
Let's get fucked up on the town
Let's get fucked, let's get fucked
Let's get fucked up on the town
Members only at the club
We give the door blokes header up
Seconds later, we're off our rocks
In this sweaty, pumping box
Let's get fucked, let's get fucked
Let's get fucked up on the town
Let's get fucked, let's get fucked
Let's get fucked up on the town
Let's get fucked, let's get fucked
Let's get fucked up on the town
Doorbell ringing at 3 a.m.
The next door neighbor complaining again
What's your fucking problem, mate?
I'm up for work at half past eight
Calm it, come here, have a beer
We're all decent people here
All these birds here, licks his lips
Wicked nights
Let's get fucked, let's get fucked
Let's get fucked up on the town
Let's get fucked, let's get fucked
Let's get fucked up on the town
Let's get fucked, let's get fucked
Let's get fucked up on the town
Let's get fucked, let's get fucked
Let's get fucked up on the town
Let's get fucked, let's get fucked
Let's get fucked up on the town
Let's get fucked
