Оригинален текст
Jimmy's running short o' cash, the bar takings have took a crash
Jimmy can't think what to do, the bills in from the local breweryyyy Oi!
Jim's a nutcase round the twist, Jimmy is an arsenist
Jimmy thinks nowt of the cost & sets alight to his own hosterlryyyyy
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FLAMES GROW HIGH, IN THE BLAZE OF THE BOROUGH
JIMMY FRIED. IN THE BLAZE OF THE BOROUGH
THE BLAZE OF THE BOROUGH
HEY!
Windows cracked & bottles broke, the bar & lounge were full o' smoke
Things would soon look bright n' sunny when Jim claims the insurance money back
Oi! Jimmy's a crackpot, he forgot, he was trapped inside, the clot
A ring of flames with Jimmy in the middle, he'd c*cked up his insurance fiddleoo
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Guitar Bit
FLAMES GROW HIGH. flames grow high, IN THE BOROUGH OHHHHH
JIMMY FRIED. Oh yes he fried, IN THE BOROUGH OHHHHH
Chorus