P. Paul Fenech - Fire Down Below | Текст песни

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• P. Paul Fenech
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She was the parson’s daughter
With the red and rosy cheeks
Way-hey-he-hi-ho
She went to church on Sunday
And sang the anthem sweet
There’s fire down below
The parson was a misery
So scraggy and so thin
Way-hey-he-hi-ho
Look here you mother fuckers
If you lead a life of sin
There’s fire down below
He took his text from malaky
And pulled a wary face
Way-hey-he-hi-ho
Well I fucked off for Africa
And there I fell from grace
There’s fire down below
The parson’s little daughter
Was as sweet as sugar candy
Way-hey-he-hi-ho
I said to her
Us sailors would make lovers neat and handy
There’s fire down below
She says to me
You sailors are a bunch of fucking liars
Way-hey-he-hi-ho
All of you are bound to hell
To feed the fucking fires
There’s fire down below
There’s fire down below my lads
And we must do what we ought to
Way-hey-he-hi-ho
Cause the fire is not half as hot
As the parsons little daughter
There’s fire down below
There’s fire down below
There’s fire down below
There’s fire down below
There’s fire down below