(Shane MacGowan and Jem Finer)
Life's a [bad word]  then you die
Black [bad word]  [bad word] #39;s ditch - naked howling freedom
The killer's hands are bound with chains
At six o'clock it starts to rain
He'll never see the dawn again
Our lady of the flowers

Genet's feeling Ramon's [bad word] 
The guy in the bunk above gets sick
In the cell next door the lunatic
Starts screaming for his mother

Black [bad word]  black [bad word] 
As the Spanish cops ridiculed my gel
mugshot I remember well
Little man how you have suffered

I could hear the screams from up above
If it ain't a fist it isn't love
As for our lady she kneels down
Her neck is bent, the [bad word] down
Doing! There goes the breakfast bell
Back from heaven, back to [bad word] 
Naked howling freedom - [bad word] #39;s Ditch