Transmetropolitan

Going transmetropolitan, yip-ay-aye
And I'm not going home tonight, yip-ay-aye, yip-ay-aye

From Arlington House with a two bob bit to the Scottish shores today
And kick up bloody murder in the town we love so well
This town has done us dirty, this town has bled us dry
We'll scare the Camden Palace poofs and worry all the whores
From Pentonville Road on a sunset eve to the beauty that's Mill Lane
Going transmetropolitan, yip-ay-aye

And when we've done those bastards in we'll storm the BBC
We'll drink the rat's piss, kick the shite
And I'm not going home tonight, yip-ay-aye, yip-ay-aye
We’ll drink the rat’s piss, kick the shite
There's lechers up in Whitehall and queers in the G L C
Going transmetropolitan, yip-ay-aye
From a fried egg in Valtaro's to a Tottenham Court Road ice cream
And I'm not going home tonight, yip-ay-aye, yip-ay-aye

So we'll finish off the leavings of blood and glue and beer
When you haven't got a penny, boys it's all the bloody same
We'll drink the rat's piss, kick the shite
From five-bob bet in William Hills to a Soho sex-shop dream
We've been here for a long time and we'll be here 'til we die
Going transmetropolitan, yip-ay-aye

And we'll go where spirits take us to Heaven or to Hell
From Surrey Docks to Somers Town with a K M R I A
And burn this bloody city down in the summer of the year
From the dear old streets of Kings Cross to the doors of the I C A
Going transmetropolitan, yip-ay-aye
Going transmetropolitan
Going transmetropolitan, yip-ay-aye
We'll spew and lurch, get nicked and fixed on the way we'll kill and maim

From Brixton's lovely boulevards to Hammer Smith's sightly shores
We'll drink the rat's piss, kick the shite
Going transmetropolitan, yip-ay-aye