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Holton/Steel:
St.Peter
I can't remember clearly, what happened last night
I need a drink, please
My brain is itching, scratch me, my skin is made of pate
I need a drink
Hear me knocking St.Peter
won't you open up the gate, or am I far too late.
The radio is far too low, my mind is like a cloud
I need a drink.
gin and vodka, brandy or wine
these four words all the time
Hear me knocking St.Peter
won't you open up the gate, or am I far too late
Hey girls, do you know what the 10 commandments say?
No, no tell us Gary, tell us
They say you gotta stay honest, sober and faithful all day
How come we're always winning
if rock'n roll is sinning?
They say that me and Cass
are rebel trash
but they don't realise
we won't get drunk in paradise
Hear me knocking St.Peter
won't you open up the gate, or am I far too late