Uncoolohol - Ian Dury, The Blockheads

The war cry of the raging drunken sot

That sends unwelcome pangs right up your bot

It bellows forth from open windows all night long

Puts up on the thought of right and wrong

Uncoolohol

Uncoolohol

The war cry of the drinker of the drink

Can send your senses reeling to the brink

What’s your poison breath and outlook

Puke and bile

Lose all sense of reason, humour, style

Uncoolohol

Uncoolohol

Uncool

The war cry of the boozer of the booze

In normal state of little left to lose

Pissed and witless blood and bandage

Not a care

Splashing noxious liquids everywhere

Uncoolohol

Uncoolohol

Uncoolohol

Uncoolohol

Uncoolohol

Uncoolohol

Uncoolohol

Uncoolohol

Uncoolohol

Uncoolohol

Uncoolohol

Uncoolohol

Uncool