Peter Doherty - Down for the Outing lyrics

Slowly down, down the river The one you sold me down Where my timber shivered You hold them down As they flailing Yes as they drown You say "ah look they're waving" Ah, Brittania somehow she was saved Brittania raped by all the slaves Raping all the slaves Sorry Dad for every good time that I had They made it look so bad Sorry mum Sorry for all the good things that I've done Gave you hope when there was none Schools how can ya Teach that we were saved Oh Brittania tell me I can live Ammonia and sieve My baby coming with me For the outing In the prison of my mind No three score ten wreck I won't be blind I won't be blindly led A lion by a donkey Schools how can ya Teach that we were saved Oh Britannia tell me I can live Ammonia and sieve My baby coming with me Down for the outing In the prison of your mind Pretty ribbons a wild beast cannot bind Pretty rhythms may ease a troubled mind Ease a troubled mind Many troubled minds round here