Classic songs for the festive season, cheerfully and irreverently reimagined for you by the Working Title Blog…
(To be sung softly and temperately to the tune of ‘Away in a Manger‘)
When I left the nightclub
I had a thick head
I stumbled down the pavement
In search of a bed
The lights in the puddles
Looked sparkling and gay
So I found a quiet corner
And down I did lay
The policeman poked me
So that I came awake
‘Get up and go home now
Hurry up, for fuck’s sake’
But I feeling bleary
Had nothing to lose
So I opened my lips
And threw up on his shoes
He was not a happy
Nor a tolerant man
So I found myself
In the back of a van
When I left the nightclub
I was so far from well
That intemperance cost me
A night in the cells
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