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tommy autos - i.p.a. كلمات أغنية

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[verse 1]
well, my local was shutting for a month or two
h_ll of a long time without a brew
but plaster was dropping in the pints of best
and the sh_thouse looked like a scat players chest
so i figured the work had to be done
and a break from the ale would do me good
but after two months hanging out to dry
the pub re_opened and all i did was cry…

[bridge]
’cause simon theakston’s gone away
john smith’s turned f_cking gay
the barmaid’s grown a c_ck
and all they serve is i.p.a.!

[chorus]
i.p.a.! i.p.a.!
i’ve been bl__dy played
i.p.a.! i.p.a.!
i wish i’d bl__dy prayed
i.p.a.! i.p.a.!
yorkshire’s been betrayed
i want my f_cking bitter
go stick your i.p.a.!
[bridge]
you wanna talk about hops?
i’ll hop over thе bar and hit the c_nt

[verse 2]
used to be flat caps, ovеralls and straw all over the floor
and before you’d finished the jar
your next one was poured
now it’s leaf chewing cragrats
one pint to four
oh, i want william stones
not some three stone vegan wh0re

[bridge]
well, tadcaster’s gone to the dutch
and masham’s gone to dogs
the barman’s sucking ragnar’s c_ck
it’s the twilight of the hops!

[chorus]
i.p.a.! i.p.a.!
i’ve been bl__dy played
i.p.a.! i.p.a.!
i wish i’d bl__dy prayed
i.p.a.! i.p.a.!
yorkshire’s been betrayed
i want my f_cking bitter
go stick your i.p.a.!
[verse 3]
well, it was the only pub in the village
i just had to give in
got them to pour me a pint
i just needed a bl__dy drink
well, the first swing went down
and i swiftly let one go
then after one more
i’m running for the bog door

[bridge]
is someone cooking eggs?
no, it’s sh_t running down me leg
my boots are full to the brim
god d_mn your i.p.a.!

[chorus]
i.p.a.! i.p.a.!
i’ve been bl__dy played
i.p.a.! i.p.a.!
i wish i’d bl__dy prayed
i.p.a.! i.p.a.!
yorkshire’s been betrayed
i want my f_cking bitter
go stick your i.p.a.!
[verse 4]
then the turkish opened a barber’s round the back
’cause they knew the men in the pub liked filling blokes cracks
now it’s man buns, and trimmed beards
dry arsing, craft beers
and i lost my f_cking rag! so..

[bridge]
give me a pint of boddies
or there will be f_cking bodies
yorkshire blokes want real ale
you can go suck on a f_cking kale!

[chorus]
i.p.a.! i.p.a.!
i’ve been bl__dy played
i.p.a.! i.p.a.!
i wish i’d bl__dy prayed
i.p.a.! i.p.a.!
indian poofter ale
i want my f_cking bitter
go stick your i.p.a.!

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