In the rosy parks of england
weand'll sit and have a drink
of vp wine and cider and'til we can hardly think
and weand'll go where the spirits take us
to heaven or to hell
and kick up bloody murder in the town we love so well
Going transmetropolitan
from the dear old streets of kingand's cross
to the doors of the ica
going transmetropolitan
weand'll drink the ratand's piss, kick the shite
and iand'm not going home tonight
From brixtonand's lovely boulevards
to hammersmithand's sightly shores
weand'll scare the camden palace poofs
and worry all the whores
thereand's leechers up in whitehall
and queers in the glc
and when weand've done those bastards in
weand'll storm the bbc
Going transmetropolitan
from surrey docks to somers town
with a kmria
going transmetropolitan
weand'll drink the ratand's piss, kick the shite
and iand'm not going home tonight
From a 5 pound bet in william hills
to a soho sex-shop dream
from a fried egg in valtaroand's
to a tottenham court road ice cream
weand'll spew and lurch, get nicked and fixed
on the way weand'll kill and maim
when you havenand't got a penny, boys
itand's all the bloody same
Going transmetropolitan
from pentonville road on a sunset eve
to the beauty thatand's mill lane
going transmetropolitan
weand'll drink the ratand's piss, kick the shite
and iand'm not going home tonight
This town has done us dirty
this town has bled us dry
weand've been here for a long time
and weand'll be here and'til we die
so weand'll finish off the leavings
of blood and glue and beer
and burn this bloody city down
in the summer of the year
Going transmetropolitan
from arlington house with a 2 bob bit
to the scottish shores today
going transmetropolitan
weand'll drink the ratand's piss, kick the shite
and iand'm not going home tonight