Anni Hogan - Making Blackpool Rock Lyrics

Making Blackpool Rock

In this squalor I thrive
Chewing out my next line
I fall and leave
Like a fine dust
From this aged book
I seem to learn
Yet to begin upon this page
I read upon a death wish
With a can on the go
I scare myself
While a yellow man
Sits beside me
Well he sits beside me

I broke into someone's
House today
Just so I could sleep
Half return to sanity

I'm too exhausted
To hope for a home for myself
I'm too exhausted
To hope for or cling to
Too much
I'm too exhausted
To hope for cling
For myself
I'm too exhausted
Where are my ill conceived friends?
I'm too exhausted

I'm drinking a pint of lager
The glass reads 2
In the thick print
2 units that is
That's the fun of being here
My desire deserves to be conquered
Then I truly move on
Most people in Blackpool
Look truly deserted
The bitter eyes
And the weathered face
Perhaps it's just the North Sea
Oh no it's the Irish Sea..
I'm in the pub opposite
The Merrie England Bar
On the North Pier
It promises
Making Blackpool Rock

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