Bottle Of Smoke Lyrics - If I Should Fall From Grace With God - Pogues

Thanks and praises, thanks to Jesus 

I bet on the bottle of smoke 

I went to hell and to the races 

To bet on the bottle of smoke 

The day being clear, the sky being bright 

He came up on the left like a streak of light 

Like a drunken fuck on a Saturday night 

Up came the bottle of smoke 

Twenty fucking five to one 

Me gambling days are done 

I bet on a horse called the 'Bottle Of Smoke' 

And my horse won 

Stewards inquiries, swift and fiery 

I had the bottle of smoke 

Inquisitions and suppositions 

I had the bottle of smoke 

Fuck the stewards a trip to Lourdes 

Might give the old fuckers the power of sight 

Screaming springers and stoppers and call out coppers 

But the money still gleams in my hand like a light 

Twenty fucking five to one 

Me gambling days are done 

I bet on a horse called the 'Bottle Of Smoke' 

And my horse won 

Bookies cursing, cars reversing 

I had the bottle of smoke 

Glasses steaming, vessels bursting 

I had the bottle of smoke 

Slip a fifty to the wife 

And for each brat a crisp new five 

To give me a break on a Saturday night 

When I had the bottle of smoke 

Twenty fucking five to one 

Me gambling days are done 

I bet on a horse called the 'Bottle Of Smoke' 

And my horse won 

Priests and maidens drunk as pagans 

They had the bottle of smoke 

Sins forgiven and celebrations 

They had the bottle of smoke 

Fuck the yanks and drink their wives 

The moon is clear, the sky is bright 

I'm happy as the horse's shite 

Up came the bottle of smoke 

Twenty fucking five to one 

Me gambling days are done 

I bet on a horse called the 'Bottle Of Smoke' 

And my horse won 

Come on you bastards 

Thanks and praises, thanks to Jesus 

I bet on the bottle of smoke 

I went to hell and to the races 

To bet on the bottle of smoke 

The day being clear, the sky being bright 

He came up on the left like a streak of light 

Like a drunken fuck on a Saturday night 

Up came the bottle of smoke 

Twenty fucking five to one 

Me gambling days are done 

I bet on a horse called the 'Bottle Of Smoke' 

And my horse won 

Twenty fucking five to one 

Me gambling days are done 

I bet on a horse called the 'Bottle Of Smoke' 

And my horse won