Gross Chapel - Gb Grenadiers Lyrics - Singles - Fall

Porterage down 

The dark gross chapel 

The stepped streets around now 

Sells person mobile 

Porterage down 

Dark gross chapel 

The stepped streets around now 

Was introduced by a woman loose-limbed, slim 

One look up to a whitewashed ugly wall 

Whoosh made worse by dirty postcards 

Trapped in their town 

Their bracing criminals in panicky hall 

No time for The Fall group 

I'll put you down 

Porterage down 

To the dark gross chapel 

These stepped streets around now 

[So's cro-cellar...] 

I'll put you down 

To the gross chapel 

You were right said Peter 

Dying for a smoke 

But you should've said to them please 

[Job's idea] how little they [...] 

[Like Canava's] coming up assaulted 

They were as fed up as I was 

Waiting outside after putting blame on you 

Porterage down 

[I slam] I am ailing 

Porterage down 

[...] 

.Wearing his clothes, they [...] 

and their commandos live happy 

In that scaly [eard] 

Where [air] were commandos 

Storm all pallisades 

Our leaders will not refuse us 

We will [tangle maze] 

Throw them from glasses 

And about the enemy's ears 

Sing 

Ta ra ra ra ra 

For the British Grenadiers 

I'll put you down