Song
Dante in Clapham
Have you ever been to Infernos? It's an experience.
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Verse
Friday night on the High Street, the pints begin to flow,
Craft beer turns to vodka shots, and everyone says "just one more."
Through circles of the crowded bars, we laugh and spin around,
But somewhere in the back of minds, a darker fate is found.
Chorus
Dante in Clapham, guided by your mates,
Through the rings of revelry, past every closing gate.
Paradise was promised, but Limbo’s on the run,
’Cause every road to midnight ends in Infernos, one by one.
Verse
Sticky floors are prophecy, the cages rattle loud,
A disco ball of false hope shines above the sweaty crowd.
Like Virgil with a wristband, your friend drags you inside,
You swear it’s your last journey, yet still you take the ride.
Chorus
Dante in Clapham, guided by your mates,
Through the rings of revelry, past every closing gate.
Paradise was promised, but Limbo’s on the run,
’Cause every road to midnight ends in Infernos, one by one.
Bridge
Purgatory’s kebab shop queues,
Where angels trade in chips,
The Styx is just the Northern line,
That carries home the slip.
You’ll swear you’ll never come again,
You’ll make a solemn vow —
But like the souls eternal bound,
You’re always back somehow.
Chorus
Dante in Clapham, neon flames ignite,
The ninth ring’s a dance floor where the sinners meet the night.
Paradise was promised, but darkness pulls you down,
Infernos waits forever in the heart of Clapham Town.
Outro
So raise a glass to folly, to the hell we choose to know,
For even in damnation, it’s the best place left to go.