The Fall - Gross Chapel - British Grenadiers lyrics
[The Fall - Gross Chapel - British Grenadiers lyrics]
Porterage down the dark gross chapel
The stepped streets around now
Sells person mobile porterage down
Dark gross chapel
The stepped streets around now
Was introduced by a woman loose-limbed, slim
One look up to a whitewashed ugly wall
Whoosh made worse by dirty postcards
Trapped in their town
Their bracing criminals in panicky hall
No time for The Fall group i'll put you down
Porterage down to the dark gross chapel
These stepped streets around now
So's cro-cellar
I'll put you down to the gross chapel
You were right said Peter dying for a smoke
But you should've said to them please
Job's idea how little they
Like Canava's coming up assaulted
They were as fed up as I was
Waiting outside after putting blame on you
Porterage down
Porterage down
Wearing his clothes, they
And their commandos live happy in that scaly
Where air were commandos storm all palisades
Our leaders will not refuse us
We will tangle maze throw them from glasses
And about the enemy's ears
Sing, ta ra ra ra ra sing, ta ra ra ra ra
Sing, ta ra ra ra ra
For the British Grenadiers
Sing, ta ra ra ra ra sing, ta ra ra ra ra
Sing, ta ra ra ra ra
For the British Grenadiers
I'll put you down
The stepped streets around now
Sells person mobile porterage down
Dark gross chapel
The stepped streets around now
Was introduced by a woman loose-limbed, slim
One look up to a whitewashed ugly wall
Whoosh made worse by dirty postcards
Trapped in their town
Their bracing criminals in panicky hall
No time for The Fall group i'll put you down
Porterage down to the dark gross chapel
These stepped streets around now
So's cro-cellar
I'll put you down to the gross chapel
You were right said Peter dying for a smoke
But you should've said to them please
Job's idea how little they
Like Canava's coming up assaulted
They were as fed up as I was
Waiting outside after putting blame on you
Porterage down
Porterage down
Wearing his clothes, they
And their commandos live happy in that scaly
Where air were commandos storm all palisades
Our leaders will not refuse us
We will tangle maze throw them from glasses
And about the enemy's ears
Sing, ta ra ra ra ra sing, ta ra ra ra ra
Sing, ta ra ra ra ra
For the British Grenadiers
Sing, ta ra ra ra ra sing, ta ra ra ra ra
Sing, ta ra ra ra ra
For the British Grenadiers
I'll put you down