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Transmetropolitan
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Transmetropolitan was released on October 15, 1984 by Rhino as a part of the album Red Roses for Me (Expanded Edition)
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Release DateOctober 15, 1984
LabelRhino
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM141

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Pogues
The Pogues
Performer
Shane MacGowan
Shane MacGowan
Vocals
James Fearnley
James Fearnley
Accordion
Jem Finer
Jem Finer
Banjo
Cait O'Riordan
Cait O'Riordan
Bass Guitar
Andrew Ranken
Andrew Ranken
Drums
Spider Stacy
Spider Stacy
Tin Whistle
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Shane MacGowan
Shane MacGowan
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Craig Thomson
Craig Thomson
Engineer
Nick Robbins
Nick Robbins
Engineer
Bilbo
Bilbo
Mastering Engineer
Stan Brennan
Stan Brennan
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
In the rosy parks of England we'll sit and have a drink
Of VP wine and cider till we can hardly think
And we'll go where the spirits take us, to Heaven or to Hell
And kick up bloody murder in the town we love so well
[Chorus]
Going transmetropolitan (Yip-eye-ay)
From the dear old streets of King's Cross to the doors of the ICA
Going transmetropolitan (Yip-eye-ay)
We'll drink the rat's piss, kick the shite
And I ain't going home tonight (Yip-eye-ay, yip-eye-ay)
[Verse 2]
From Brixton's lovely boulevards to Hammersmith's sightly shores
We'll scare the Camden Palace poofs and worry all the whores
There's lechers up in Whitehall and queers in the GLC
And when we've done those bastards in, we'll storm the BBC
[Chorus]
Going transmetropolitan (Yip-eye-ay)
From Surrey Docks to Somers Town with a KMRIA
Going transmetropolitan (Yip-eye-ay)
We'll drink the rat's piss, kick the shite
And I'm not going home tonight (Yip-eye-ay, yip-eye-ay)
[Verse 3]
From a five-pound bet in William Hill's to a Soho sex-shop dream
From a fried egg in Valtaro's to a Tottenham Court Road ice cream
We'll spew and lurch, get nicked and fixed, on the way we'll kill and maim
When you haven't got a penny, boys, it's all the bloody same
[Chorus]
Going transmetropolitan (Yip-eye-ay)
From Pentonville Road on a sunset eve to the beauty that's Mill Lane
Going transmetropolitan (Yip-eye-ay)
We'll drink the rat's piss, kick the shite
And I'm not going home tonight (Yip-eye-ay, yip-eye-ay)
[Verse 4]
This town has done us dirty, this town has bled us dry
We've been here for a long time and we'll be here till we die
So we'll finish off the leavings of blood and glue and beer
And burn this bloody city down in the summer of the year
[Chorus]
Going transmetropolitan (Yip-eye-ay)
From Arlington House with a two-bob bit to the Scottish shores today
Going transmetropolitan (Yip-eye-ay)
We'll drink the rat's piss, kick the shite
And I'm not going home tonight (Yip-eye-ay, yip-eye-ay, yip-eye-ay)
Written by: Shane MacGowan
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