Pogues - The old main drag

When I ^Cfirst came to ^FLondon I was^G only si^Cxteen With a ^Ffiver in my ^Gpocket and my ^Cole dancing^G bag I ^Fwent down to the ^Gdilly to ^Ccheck out the ^Gscene And I ^Csoon ended ^Fup upon the ^Gold main ^Cdrag

There the ^Che-males and the ^Fshe-males ^Gparaded in ^Cstyle And the ^Fold man with the ^Gmoney would ^Cflash you a ^Gsmile In ^Fthe dark of an ^Galley you'd ^Cwork for a ^Gfiver For a ^Cswift one off ^Fthe wrist down on the ^Gold main ^Cdrag

In the ^Ccold winter ^Fnights the ^Gold town it was ^Cchill But there ^Fwere boys in the ^Gcafes who'd give ^Cyou cheap ^Gpills If^F you didn't have the ^Gmoney you'd ^Ccajole or you'd ^Gbeg There ^Cwas always lots of ^FTuinal on the ^Gold main ^Cdrag

One eve^Cning as I was ^Flying down by ^GLeicester ^CSquare I was ^Fpicked up by the ^Gcoppers and ^Ckicked in the ^Gballs Between ^Fthe metal doors at ^GVine Street I was ^Cbeaten and ^Gmauled And th^Cey ruined my ^Fgood looks for ^Gthe old main d^Crag

In the ^Ctube station the ^Fold ones who ^Gwere on the way ^Cout Would d^Fribble and v^Gomit and ^Cgrovel and ^Gshout And the ^Fcoppers would ^Gcome along and ^Cpush them ^Gabout And I ^Cwished I could ^Fescape from ^Gthe old main ^Cdrag

And n^Cow I'm ^Flying here I've ^Ghad too much ^Cbooze I've been ^Fspat on and ^Gshat on and ^Craped and ^Gabused I know^F that I am d^Gying and I wi^Csh I could be^Gg For some ^Cmoney to ^Ftake me from ^Gthe old main ^Cdrag