Beautiful South

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And the women tug their hair
Like they're trying to prove it won't fall out
And all the men are gargoyles
Dipped long in Irish stout
The whole place is pickled
The people are pickles for sure
And no-one knows if they've done more here
Than they ever would do in a jar
This could be Rotterdam or anywhere, Liverpool or Rome,
'Cause Rotterdam is anywhere, anywhere alone,
Anywhere alone
Intro * 2
And everyone is blond
And everyone is beautiful
And when blond and beautiful are multiple
They become so dull and dutiful
And when faced with dull and dutiful
They fire red warning flares
Battle-khaki personality
With red underwear
This could be Rotterdam or anywhere, Liverpool or Rome,
'Cause Rotterdam is anywhere, anywhere alone,
Anywhere alone
Intro * 4
The whole place is pickled
The people are pickles for sure
And no-one knows if they've done more here
Than they ever would do in a jar
This could be Rotterdam or anywhere, Liverpool or Rome,
'Cause Rotterdam is anywhere, anywhere alone,
This could be Rotterdam or anywhere, Liverpool or Rome,
'Cause Rotterdam is anywhere, anywhere alone,
Anywhere alone
Repeat intro to fade.