เนื้อเพลง Thanks and Praises - Pogues

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 f*ck
On a saturday night
Up came the bottle of smoke

Twenty f*cking 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

F*ck the stewards
A trip to lourdes
Might give the old f*ckers
The power of sight
Screaming springers and stoppers
And call out coppers
But the money still gleams in my hand like a light

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
Priests and maidens
Drunk as pagans
They had the bottle of smoke
Sins forgiven and celebrations
They had the bottle of smoke

F*ck the yanks
And drink their wives
The moon is clear
The sky is bright
I’m happy as the horses sh*te
Up came the bottle of smoke