***Hell's Ditch - by Shane MacGowan and Jem Finer
from the album "Hell's Ditch"
Hell's Ditch - as perfomed by The Pogues
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Life's a bitch, then you die
Black hell
Hell's ditch - naked howling freedom
The killer's hands are bound with chains
At six o'clock it starts to rain
He'll never never see the dawn again
Our lady of the flowers
Genet's feeling Ramon's dick
The guy in the bunk above gets sick
In the cell next door the lunatic
Starts screaming for his mother
Black dildo, black hell
As the Spanish cops ridiculed my gel
A mugshot I remember well
Little man how you have suffered
I could hear the screams from up above
If it ain't a fist it isn't love
As for our lady she kneels down
Her neck is bent, the blade comes down
Doing! There goes the breakfast bell
Back from heaven, back to hell
Naked howling freedom - Hell's Ditch
***Version 2*** by Kristoffer Ekman
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Life's a bitch then you die black Hell
Hell's ditch naked howling freedom
The killer's hands are bound with chains at six o'clock it starts to rain
He'll never see the dawn again our lady of the flowers
Genet's feeling Ramon's dick the guy in the bunk above gets sick
In the cell next door the lunatic starts screaming for his mother
Black dildo black hell
As the Spanish cops ridiculed my gel
A mugshot I remember well
Little man how you have suffered
I could hear the screams from up above if it ain't a fist it isn't love
As for our lady she kneels down her neck is bent the blade comes down
Doing there goes the breakfast bell back from heaven back to hell
Naked howling freedom Hell's Ditch
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