Humble Pie - Beckton Dumps lyrics

Oh yeah i can't seem to open my eyes
But, I must get out of this bed
'Cause the phone keeps ringing downstairs
And I know that this ain't no
Place for a sleepy head

I go down to my chest, Oh, yeah!
Put on my old string vest swing it on, babe

Well I feel like I'm in need so
I go back up for a smoke
And then I slip back in my easy chair
Then I give my lucky dog a stroke
Well he just gives me a wink and
I know what that mean now
Well it means that I need to put on his lead
If I don't want a mess on my G-Plan

That's cool 'cause I know I can trust him
To grab the fuzz if they bust in
Get him, boy, oh yeah

Well what does it take to make a jelly roll?
Who can you sell?
When I wake up to a grey day
How do I slip away so easily?

Oh!

Baby! Baby!

Well I feel too old to get a hair cut
And I ain't had a shave in months
Now when I don't go out, I keep my door shut
And I get on back to good old Beckton Dumps

Drowning, now warn you i'll be right back

I won't go there