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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

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