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Ian Dury( Ian Robins Dury )
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Two Old Dogs Without A Name
Two old dogs without a name Trucking down the road to glory Seeking not to blaze in fame But to leave a blazing story
Being roadies is their game Rough of trouser, hair of hoary They're the ones you cannot tame Back line front and morning Tory
Theirs, the lifestyle that surpasses They're the coolest of the classes Your's is blonde and mine's got glasses Give them both their backstage passes
Euro dogs without a draw Punching down the road to Stuttgart Not 'til Munich will they score There's just enough to have a kick-start
Put the pedal through the floor Whack this mother down the [unverified] The bandit in at half-past four Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Sound-check, sandwich and a sweetheart
Getting gear in, they're the masters Couldn't rig it any faster Break a leg in a disaster Fix it with a sticking plaster
Two old dogs who know the gig Piling feedback through the wedges Hanging off the lighting rig Miles of flex along the ledges
Twenty thousand and they're big Get more in around the edges Turn up sweaty at the lig Such the perks and privileges
They're the hardest of the grafters Lock the truck up to the rafters Hear the sound of roadies after In the hotel for their afters
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