Down by the riverside
Clubs heave, the blood flows.
Down by the riverside
Vodka shots and neon glow
Down by the riverside
Drunks pour out their woe
Down by the riverside, down by the riverside.
Down by the riverside
Sirens wail their crimson trail.
Down by the riverside
Feet walk on glass and nails
Down by the riverside
Chat-up lines doomed to fail.
Down by the riverside, down by the riverside.
But armed with my false tan
I will, will always get my man.
Armed with my false tan
I’m doing, doing the best I can.
I could never have guessed that you would come to stay
I could never believe that it’s time you went away
I could never have guessed that the night could be so long
When I open my eyes, I just hope that you’ll be gone.
Hope that you’ll be gone.
Down by the riverside
Smurfs hunt in their blue dye
Down by the riverside
Girls cast their boys aside
Down by the riverside
Boys drink down their pride
Down by the riverside, down by the riverside.
Down by the riverside
Every girl is Cheryl Cole
Down by the riverside
Boys score in their own goal
Down by the riverside
Sambucas take their toll.
Down by the riverside, down by the riverside.
I could never have guessed I’d make the same mistake
I really should have known that it’s give and little take.
I could never have guessed that the night could be so long
When I open my eyes, I just hope that you’ll be gone.
Hope that you’ll be gone.
Eclectic music label based in Bristol, UK. Specialising in short run limited editions that nevertheless shift very few copies. Local Underground is Rocker's baby, baby.