pogues - nw3 lyrics
it was 1962
i was two years out of school
when i got on board
a boat that was bound for liverpool
the day i went away
i remember it so well
said goodbye to the north wall
and bid a fond farewell
by the time i hit the smoke
it was 1963
i got a job doing meals on wheels
round nw3
i was scring poor old grannies
for a half a quid a week
i was drunk and stoned and
smashed and blocked in nw3
in the filth and p-ss they lived in
they would sometimes hum an air
or talk in tongues of madness
keeping time upon the chair
and for their wrists a numbered tab
in westminister morgue
on a cold hard slab
when i was still a young man
in nw3
at the top of the pentonville road
i watched the sun setting
the town spread out before me
looked beautiful to me
away from all the crying
the suffering and the dying
i dreamed of the future
of the young and the free
but the years they slip by quickly
now i know i won’t return here
where each day just brings me closer
to that final misery
my kids will never
scr-pe sh-t round here
and i won’t die
crying in a pint of beer
or eat their
stinking meals on wheels
in nw3
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