Clean Lyric
Paragraph Lyric
This is where the good times went
With his brains lying on the pavement
With a broken bottle in his hand
And another in his back

Do you feel alright?
Oi! Oi! Oi!
Someone's gonna die tonight
Oi! Oi! Oi!
Do you feel alright?
Oi! Oi! Oi!
The boys are out tonight

Was it something that he said?
Or his football scarf now stained red
Or the broken bottle in his hand
You will never understand
This is where the good times went   With his brains lying on the pavement   With a broken bottle in his hand   And another in his back      Do you feel alright?   Oi! Oi! Oi!   Someone's gonna die tonight   Oi! Oi! Oi!   Do you feel alright?   Oi! Oi! Oi!   The boys are out tonight      Was it something that he said?   Or his football scarf now stained red   Or the broken bottle in his hand   You will never understand