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Drinking from the bottom shelf making it hard to see It’s misery Drinking from the bottom shelf making it hard to see It’s misery Now i’m in the corner and the whole rooms watching me It’s misery I’ve seen it all before The ten o’clock menace One part boredom, one part anger, ten pints Guinness I’ve got my own disasters Don’t need to settle scores You’ve got your eyes on the bastards I’ve got mine on the door It’s a brand new day With the same old faces A nice way to diе Ten thousand easy payments Hеar the dogs barking They need entertainment Glass breaking on the floor There’s blood on the pavement From Letras Mania