Arseholes, bastards, * cunts and pricks
Aerosol, the bricks
A lawless prat from a council flat
Oh, oh
A little bit of this and a little bit of that
Oh, oh
Dirty
Tricks
From the violin road to the matchstick back on tree
Pulling strokes and taking liberties
She liked it best when she went out west
Oh, oh
You can go to hell when you're well, well, well
Oh, oh
Who said good things always come in threes?
Reds and yellows, purple, blues and green
She turned the corner before she turned fifty
She got into a mess on the NHS
Oh, oh
Who runs down your arms and sells in your palms
Oh, oh
Keep your eyeballs wide, keep your needle clean
Blasto Patricia, Blasto Patricia
Blasto Patricia, Blasto Patricia
Blasto Patricia, Blasto Patricia
Blasto Patricia, Blasto Patricia
Blasto Patricia, blasto Patricia
Blasto Patricia, blasto Patricia
Blasto Patricia, blasto Patricia
Blasto Patricia, blasto Patricia
Blasto Patricia, blasto Patricia
and she does her thing
Oh, oh
Blasto Patricia, blasto Patricia



Tricks from a couple of ін's Irish fags
Oh, oh!
Just before she really lost her head
Now she holds her shoulder down the morning road
Ooby-do-wah, ooby-do-wah
The rounds of garments are the latest
Oh, ooby-do-wah, ooby-do-wah
The drive is cut in the castle flat
Oh, oh!
The finest grades for my lady's babe
Oh, oh!
Don't let her get sad about that
She's going away!
Last night, Patricia
Last night, Patricia
Last night, Patricia
Last night, Patricia
Last night, Patricia
Past Patricia!
Past Patricia!
Past Patricia!
Past Patricia!
Past Patricia!
Past Patricia!

guitar solo
guitar solo
guitar solo
applause