Standard (EADGBE)
It's b oxing night
I c elebrate in style
with b oxer shorts and spirits
floor litteed with g hosts of bottles passed
There's a n aked hush
clothed o nly with breath and a pulse
of a h eart that is kicking
as though it is d esperate to be born
and I'm h ostage blind
d eaf to the din outside
Good G lasgow could burn to it's bones (timber?) tonight
and I'd b arely blink an eye
well the c lock just stopped
put t hat on my fucking headstone (you can cut that into my headstone)
won't s omething move so I stop
staring a h ole into the phone
you can get me at h ome
I'll be drinking to d eath
just me and these w alls
and a beaten up c hair
on boxing d ay
this is bo xing night
and s omeone lost an eye
well I s wear I've lost the last drop
of whatever k ept me awake, alive
we f ell in the Forth from a heavy right hook
to a b lushed and swollen face
and in a s ingle blow it's murdered
and now it takes y ears to waste away
well I can't c all you all night any more
I can't c all you full stop
though you k now you can call me up any time
call me wha tever the fuck you want
you can get me at h ome
I'll be drinking to d eath
just me and these w alls
and a beaten up c hair
you can get me at h ome
I'll be drinking to d eath
just me and these w alls
and my beaten up c hair
on boxing d ay
|: :| Repeat few times; end on