Beckton Dumps Lyrics

Beckton Dumps lyrics

Baby!

I can't seem to open my eyes

But I must get out of this bed

'Cause the phone keeps ringing downstairs

And I know that this ain't no
place for a sleepy head

I go down to my chest

Oh!  Yer!

Put on
my old string vest

Swing it on baby

Well I feel like I'm in need

So I go back up for a smoke

And then I slip back in my easy chair

Then I give my lucky dog a stroke

Well he just gives me a wink

And I know what that mean now

Well it mean that I need to put on his
lead

If I don't want a mess on my cheap pan

That's cool

'Cause I know I can trust him

To grab the fuzz if they bust in

Get him boy!  Oh!  yer!

Well what does it take

To make a jelly
roll?

Who can you sell?

When I wake up to a grey day

How do I
ship away so easily?

Oh!

Baby!

Baby!

Well I feel too old
to get a hair cut

And I ain't had a shave in months

Now when I don't
go out

I keep my door shut

And I get on back to good old Beckton
Dumps

Drowning!

Now warn ya!

I'll be right back!

I
won't go there!