Lyrics The Stranglers

The Stranglers

Bitching

Bitching 'bout the things we've seen

Bitching 'bout the things we've been

Bitching 'bout the loves we've had

My, oh my it wasn't so bad

When we had that to loosen our minds

Hey little baby in the front row be kind

Bar bitching: telling you the gospel truth

Bar bitching: why don't you all go get screwed?

Bar bitching: why don't you tell me something new?

Bar bitching: Bar bitching

Bitching 'bout the Windsor C

Bitching 'bout the Western Sea

Why can't you all be like a Grainger man?

Or even a Pheland man?

I'll tell you what we'll meet in Amsterdam

Then you'll see what should be really can

Bar bitching: telling you the gospel truth

Bar bitching: why don't you all go get screwed?

Bar bitching: why don't you tell me something new?

Bar bitching: Bar bitching That's what I'm talking about

Got anything to say

No

Well shut up

There's a place with a lot of eyes

Strange smoke perfume around the peacock guys

And the girls they move their heat

To the impulsive compulsive beat

But that's another place another time

Maybe we'll meet there in quite a short while

Bar bitching: telling you the gospel truth

Bar bitching: why don't you all go get screwed?

Bar bitching: why don't you tell me something new?

Bar bitching:

I really don't know what to say

It's gonna happen to us all one day

And when it does you could have me too

But until then I really don't know what to do

I'm just gonna keep

Bar bitching: telling you the gospel truth

Bar bitching: why don't you all go get screwed?

Bar bitching: why don't you tell me something new?

Bar bitching:

Bar bitching, Bar bitching, Bar bitching, Bar bitching