.In the rosy parks of england
We'll sit and have a drink
Of vp wine and cider 'til we can hardly think
And we'll go where the spirits take us
To heaven or to hell
And kick up bloody murder in the town we love so well
Going transmetropolitan
From the dear old streets o.
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