Wild Beasts Woebegone Wanderers song lyrics

Unstable stands afflush with fans

pilfered piles and pints in wobbly hands...

in the bowls of the bar two boys spar

don't flinch an inch and territories marked

Oh I'd swear by my own cock and balls

and the family home's four walls

There'll be no treason this season

The players they bask

the boss he basks

Just win the big match it's all I can ask

Darrell my son the bastards won

we've been lumbered with loosing life for far too long

the ground groans like the belly of a sleeping whale

don't flinch an inch you'll be released on bail

Oh I'd swear by my own cock and balls

and the family home's four walls

There'll be no treason this season

The players are slack

The boss has been sacked

Just win the big match it's all I can ask

Woebegone with weeping

that sets you down to sleeping...

please canary, please be wary

the pit of a man's heart is dark and scary

Oh are yer yellow with cowardice?

Oh are yer yellow with jaundice?

A slap on the arse from my baby

the hiss and the sting

and the mark of a ring

and the cold reality

Who are yer? Who are yer? Who are yer? Who are yer?