tommy autos - i.p.a. lyrics
[verse 1]
well, my local was shutting for a month or two
h+ll of a long time without a brew
but plaster was dropping in the pints of best
and the sh+thouse looked like a scat players chest
so i figured the work had to be done
and a break from the ale would do me good
but after two months hanging out to dry
the pub re+opened and all i did was cry…
[bridge]
’cause simon theakston’s gone away
john smith’s turned f+cking gay
the barmaid’s grown a c+ck
and all they serve is i.p.a.!
[chorus]
i.p.a.! i.p.a.!
i’ve been bl++dy played
i.p.a.! i.p.a.!
i wish i’d bl++dy prayed
i.p.a.! i.p.a.!
yorkshire’s been betrayed
i want my f+cking bitter
go stick your i.p.a.!
[bridge]
you wanna talk about hops?
i’ll hop over thе bar and hit the c+nt
[verse 2]
used to be flat caps, ovеralls and straw all over the floor
and before you’d finished the jar
your next one was poured
now it’s leaf chewing cragrats
one pint to four
oh, i want william stones
not some three stone vegan wh0re
[bridge]
well, tadcaster’s gone to the dutch
and masham’s gone to dogs
the barman’s sucking ragnar’s c+ck
it’s the twilight of the hops!
[chorus]
i.p.a.! i.p.a.!
i’ve been bl++dy played
i.p.a.! i.p.a.!
i wish i’d bl++dy prayed
i.p.a.! i.p.a.!
yorkshire’s been betrayed
i want my f+cking bitter
go stick your i.p.a.!
[verse 3]
well, it was the only pub in the village
i just had to give in
got them to pour me a pint
i just needed a bl++dy drink
well, the first swing went down
and i swiftly let one go
then after one more
i’m running for the bog door
[bridge]
is someone cooking eggs?
no, it’s sh+t running down me leg
my boots are full to the brim
god d+mn your i.p.a.!
[chorus]
i.p.a.! i.p.a.!
i’ve been bl++dy played
i.p.a.! i.p.a.!
i wish i’d bl++dy prayed
i.p.a.! i.p.a.!
yorkshire’s been betrayed
i want my f+cking bitter
go stick your i.p.a.!
[verse 4]
then the turkish opened a barber’s round the back
’cause they knew the men in the pub liked filling blokes cracks
now it’s man buns, and trimmed beards
dry arsing, craft beers
and i lost my f+cking rag! so..
[bridge]
give me a pint of boddies
or there will be f+cking bodies
yorkshire blokes want real ale
you can go suck on a f+cking kale!
[chorus]
i.p.a.! i.p.a.!
i’ve been bl++dy played
i.p.a.! i.p.a.!
i wish i’d bl++dy prayed
i.p.a.! i.p.a.!
indian poofter ale
i want my f+cking bitter
go stick your i.p.a.!
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