Belly Of The Beast

It was lost in a sound like this Oft times his mind told himself was bliss Acousticalullaby with all hell going on inside It was a trench-coat, top-hat, shotgun, dog-down day It was a sound a bit like this Trashy and blue with a blaggard's hiss Talking about git's love today In a strung-up hangdog, head-fuck, quick buck way Packed up and I headed East Headed for the Belly of the Beast But within a Bangkok's half hour I was way laid by a lower power It was a smacked-up, cracked-up, bone-shot, smacked-down day Don't know if I can go on Making no sense in songs Don't know if this is forever It sometimes feels like forever Forever and a dog-down day It was found in a state like this By town and hammered up and a bloodied fist His heart was broke but he got the jist Get he can't carry on like this It was a blackjack, paddywhack, stick a brother in the back day Back in London's grey-scotch mist Staring up at my therapist He says pound-for-pound, blow-for-blow You're the most messed-up motherfucker I know It was a twelve-step, bus fare, knock down, daycare day Makes no odds that you're there Makes no odds that you care Makes no odds anymore Forever and a dog-down day Is this failing? Supposed to be plain sailing Don't fade away Don't fade away Glory Hallelujah day (He was lost, I was found) --- Belly of the Beast - The Libertines