Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Beckton Dumps, artist - Humble Pie. Date of issue: 31.12.1972
Song language: English
Beckton Dumps |
| Oh yeah |
| I can’t seem to open my eyes |
| But I must get out of this bed |
| 'Cause the phone keeps ringing downstairs |
| And I know that this ain’t no place for a sleepy head |
| I go down to my chest, oh yeah! |
| Put on my old string vest |
| Swing it on, babe |
| Well I feel like I’m in need so I go back up for a smoke |
| And then I slip back in my easy chair then I give my lucky dog a stroke |
| Well he just gives me a wink and I know what that mean now |
| Well it mean that I need to put on his lead |
| If I don’t want a mess on my cheap pan |
| That’s cool 'cause I know I can trust him |
| To grab the fuzz if they bust in |
| Get him, boy, oh yeah |
| Well what does it take to make a jelly roll? |
| Who can you sell? |
| When I wake up to a grey day |
| How do I slip away so easily? |
| Oh! |
| Baby! |
| Baby! |
| Well I feel too old to get a hair cut |
| And I ain’t had a shave in months |
| Now when I don’t go out, I keep my door shut |
| And I get on back to good old Beckton Dumps |
| Drowning, now warn you |
| I’ll be right back |
| I won’t go there |