The Green Glass - Swingin Utters

As I walked alone in Camden the city’s sights and smells did permeate my senses

I stepped inside the local off license and proceeded with ample gallon in my

hands

We drank to the brink of dawn and wallowed in the crimson bliss

Shouted, laughed and sang for hours «how had I ever missed this?»

A fetching famme fatale in green glass turns me into a graceless gymnast

A sanguine mood turns into a sanguinary thirst

But I’d never wish to lift this vampiric curse

We turned red each chance that we’d get spending every dime we begged

Diving for the gracious tamter old Nick

We’ll never part ways and I will always sing your praise old Nick

We’ll never part ways tonight