Bottled In Birkenhead

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[Verse 1]

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It's ten past four in the morning
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my minds like a dynamo just wont give in
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maybe the lights are to bright
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maybe it's the amphetamine that I took last night

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I haven't moved for an hour
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this attic is cold, smells strongly of turpentine
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but I don't mind
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cause I'm hoping the fumes might eventually send me to sleep


[Chorus]

Em
my eyes are bloodshot from three days and nights
C
of just staring through walls and refilling my cup to the top
Em
with cheap whiskey which says on the label
C
distilled in Kentucky but bottled in Birkenhead
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this kind of thing makes me smile to myself
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everyday when the world spins around in my shell
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it's all in good time, all in bad health
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it's all in good time, all in bad health


[Verse 2]

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just sit here drifting
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through the realms of the sick, be unwell
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I'm on tender hooks
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and I'm looking quite pale but still got my dashing good looks

G
it's ten past four in the morning
G7                               C
my minds like a dynamo just wont give in
Am
maybe the lights are to bright
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maybe it's the amphetamine that I took last night


[Chorus]

Em
my eyes are bloodshot from three days and nights
C
of just staring through walls and refilling my cup to the top
Em
with cheap whiskey which says on the label
C
distilled in Kentucky but bottled in Birkenhead
G
this kind of thing makes me smile to myself
C
everyday when the worlds spins around in my shell
G     Em         C
it's all in good time, all in bad health
G     Em         C                       G   G7
it's all in good time, all in bad health