Whisky Is Alright In Place But Place Is In Hell Lyrics

Whisky Is Alright In Place But Place Is In Hell lyrics

I am the street peddlers miracle

I am the street peddlers miracle

I am the street peddlers miracle

I am the street

I am the street peddlers miracle

I am the street peddlers miracle

I am the street peddlers miracle

JUICE



Do I hear? Do I hear?

Do I hear? Do I hear?

Do I hear? Do I hear?

Buyer in the balcony (section)

Do I hear? Do I hear?

Do I hear? Do I hear?

Do I hear? Do I hear?

Buyer in the balcony (section)



Sold to the vampire and his lovely establishment

If integrity were a wooden spike, we’d all be fucked

Push the corpses into the gutter

We’d say to one another



These smart-ass children had it coming

These smart-ass children had it coming

These smart-ass children had it coming



These clones drone along to their power

These clones drone along to their power

These clones drone along to their power

These clones drone



Up sell

Up sell



These smart-ass children

had it coming



Up sell

Up sell

Up sell



These smart-ass children

Had it coming

These smart-ass



Up sell

Up sell

Up sell



If we’re going out to dance

(You’re up for sale)

they’re pissing in the disco halls

(You’re up for sale)



Up sell

Up sell

Up sell



If we’re going out to dance

(You’re up for sale)

they’re pissing in the disco halls

(You’re up for sale)



Up sell

Up sell

Up sell

Up sell.

Up sell.

Up sell.



This is our lives watched by the auctioneer

This is our lives watched by the auctioneer



Up sell.

Up sell.

Up sell.

Up sell.

Up sell.

Up sell.

Up sell.

Up sell.

Up sell.

Up sell.

Up sell.

Up sell.