Uncoolohol Songtext
von Ian Dury & the Blockheads

The war cry of the raging drunken sot, that
Sends unwelcome pans right up your butt
It billows forth from open windows all night long
Poops upon the thought of right and wrong
Uncool a hog
Uncool a hog
The war cry of the drinker of the drink
Can send your senses reeling to the brink
Watch your poison breath and outlook puke and bile
Lose all sense of reason too much style
Uncool a hog
Uncool a hog
Uncool
The war cry of bruiser of the booze
In normal state of little left to lose


Pissed and witless, blood and bandaged
Not a care
Splashing noxious liquids everywhere
Uncool a hog
Uncool a hog
Uncool a hog
Uncool a hog
Uncool a hog
Uncool a hog
Uncool a hog
Uncool a hog
Uncool a hog
Uncool a hog
Uncool a hog
Uncool