Going to Rookery Park
We're having after dark
We are smoking cigarettes
And pouring beer down our necks
There's nothing to do round here
So we do fags and beer
And stumble around like
Physical wrecks
We leave the park in a haze
Behind us so many lost days
Our future's mean nothing
More to us
Than groping girls
And being sick on a bus
None of us want to go
Back to the homes we know
There's no love in the place
For us
We wake in our beds at ten
And do it all over again
Drowning cans
And stealing a kiss
There must be more
To life than us
There's nothing to do round here
So we do fags and beer
And stumble around like
Physical wrecks
Stumble around like
Physical wrecks
Stumble around like
Physical wrecks
Stumble around like
Physical wrecks
The ghosts of Rookery Park (Remastered) Video (MV)
Performed By: The Nigel Purcell Trio
Language: English
Length: 2:10
Written by: Andrew Purcell, Nigel Ratcliffe
The Nigel Purcell Trio - The ghosts of Rookery Park (Remastered) Lyrics
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Going to Rookery Park
We're having after dark
We are smoking cigarettes
And pouring beer down our necks
There's nothing to do round here
So we do fags and beer
And stumble around like
Physical wrecks
We leave the park in a haze
Behind us so many lost days
Our future's mean nothing
More to us
Than groping girls
And being sick on a bus
None of us want to go
Back to the homes we know
There's no love in the place
For us
We wake in our beds at ten
And do it all over again
Drowning cans
And stealing a kiss
There must be more
To life than us
There's nothing to do round here
So we do fags and beer
And stumble around like
Physical wrecks
Stumble around like
Physical wrecks
Stumble around like
Physical wrecks
Stumble around like
Physical wrecks
We're having after dark
We are smoking cigarettes
And pouring beer down our necks
There's nothing to do round here
So we do fags and beer
And stumble around like
Physical wrecks
We leave the park in a haze
Behind us so many lost days
Our future's mean nothing
More to us
Than groping girls
And being sick on a bus
None of us want to go
Back to the homes we know
There's no love in the place
For us
We wake in our beds at ten
And do it all over again
Drowning cans
And stealing a kiss
There must be more
To life than us
There's nothing to do round here
So we do fags and beer
And stumble around like
Physical wrecks
Stumble around like
Physical wrecks
Stumble around like
Physical wrecks
Stumble around like
Physical wrecks
Writer: Andrew Purcell, Nigel Ratcliffe
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Sentric Music
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Sentric Music