Back In The County Hell

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Well oh well I'm back in the county hell
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I just flew in and my arms they feel like hell
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I'm so glad to be back in the county hell
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I missed the smack, I missed the crack, I missed the killings too
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I missed the London Irish girls but especially missed you
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The USA never fails to make me blue
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Put me in charge I?d execute the Artistic Queers
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and all the fuckin bastards that drink trendy Irish beers
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My death squads would be kids from flats all high from sniffing glue
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I'd use them to kill rich brits and the high city jews.
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The park bench Aristrocrats were drinking in the park
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And the junkies are still sneaking in for fix up after dark
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And Jock laid out on his park bench like it was his home settee
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Singing like a fallen angel, me and Bobby McGee