The Victorian English Gentlemens Club A Biting Wind Followed By An Occasional Drift Of Snow lyrics
A Biting Wind Followed By An Occasional Drift Of Snow
The Victorian English Gentlemens Club
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A biting wind followed by an occasional drift of snow
Was no way to cure a hangover and a
A biting wind followed by an occasional drift of snow
Was no way to cure a hangover oh no
The snow, it crushed into a dirty slush
When the wind it held my eye with ice-cold hand
[?] the bang of the hammer rang in my head
A biting wind followed by an occasional drift of snow
Was no way to cure a hangover oh no
The wind, it took my eye off the fight
And I wish I hadn't drank so much last night
[?] the bang of the hammer rang in my head
A biting wind followed by an occasional drift of snow
Was no way to cure a hangover and a
A biting wind followed by an occasional drift of snow
Was no way to cure a hangover oh no
A biting wind, a drift of snow
A biting wind, a drift of snow
A biting wind, a drift of snow
A biting wind, a drift of snow
Was no way to cure a hangover and a
A biting wind followed by an occasional drift of snow
Was no way to cure a hangover oh no
The snow, it crushed into a dirty slush
When the wind it held my eye with ice-cold hand
[?] the bang of the hammer rang in my head
A biting wind followed by an occasional drift of snow
Was no way to cure a hangover oh no
The wind, it took my eye off the fight
And I wish I hadn't drank so much last night
[?] the bang of the hammer rang in my head
A biting wind followed by an occasional drift of snow
Was no way to cure a hangover and a
A biting wind followed by an occasional drift of snow
Was no way to cure a hangover oh no
A biting wind, a drift of snow
A biting wind, a drift of snow
A biting wind, a drift of snow
A biting wind, a drift of snow
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