Reece, Dizzy Filmography

• Nowhere to Go
  1958, role: composer

• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Whiskey Makes Me Crazy - Tossers
• Breandan O Beachain - Tossers
• Thirty Days In The Hole - Tossers
• Where Ya Been Johnny? - Tossers
• Goodmornin' Da - Tossers
• Altercations - Tossers
• Siobhan - Tossers
• Political Scum - Tossers
• Never enough - Tossers
• With The North Wind-here We Go Again - Tossers
• Young Ned Of The Hill - Tossers
• Time To Go - Tossers
• Phoenix Park - Tossers
• Out On The Road - Tossers
• Johnny McGuire's Wake - Tossers
• No Loot, No Booze, No Fun - Tossers
• Go Down Witch, Down - Tossers
• Finnegan's Wake - Tossers
• Faraway - Tossers
• Drinking In The Day - Tossers
• Come Dancing - Tossers
• Ciara - Tossers
• Chicago - Tossers
• Caoin (Lament) - Tossers
• Going Away - Tossers
• Nantucket Girl's Song - Tossers
• Monday Morning - Tossers
• Minutes On A Screen - Tossers
• Mercy - Tossers
• A Criminal Of Me - Tossers
• Memory - Tossers
• Late - Tossers
• Irish Rover - Tossers
• I've Pursued Nothing - Tossers
• Not Forgotten - Tossers
• St. Patrick's Day - Tossers
• Everything's Bad - Tossers
• U.S.A. - Tossers
• Donegal Danny - Tossers
• Movin' On - Tossers
• Katie At The Races - Tossers
• Mad Riot - Tossers
• Johnny I - Tossers
• The Rover - Tossers
• Get Back - Tossers
• God Bless You - Tossers
• The Break Of Dawn - Tossers
• Here's To A Drink With You - Tossers
• Wherever You Go - Tossers
• The South Side Of Town - Tossers

I put my shoes on backward on the way out to a dance
Then I had to go back home cause I forgot my pants
I bought my love a ring and I professed my love of course
We were not yet married and she wanted a divorce
Stout it makes you thick, and it makes you thin and lazy
Irish whiskey drives me nuts whiskey makes me crazy
I curled up with my wife after I'd gone to wet my throat
Then I woke up in the stall all curled up with the goat
My friends do not invite me anymore for anything
Cause I stumble round their houses all upending everything
My mother used to beat me she would beat me black and blue
Now I have a wife and sure she's beating on me too
I once had a job and you could say that I was skilled

Slainte today's on me, tomrrow boys it may not be.
Make life what it could have been, and please remember me
I am the wise man from the east, my name is Brendan Behan
Imagine a love you have to hide from the peering eyes within my time
I'm not an abomination, but still i feel ashamed
Marriage is a contract, marriage is a solemn pact,
but love is not a contract, it's truly not the same
True love is lookin' on those eyes, that truly see you as a prize
And seeing yourself as worthy, you're really loving you
Jim fights over everything with that dame,
but that's just 'cause he is ashamed
He's mad that he just hasn't been what he thinks she'd like him to
Alcoholics to the death they drink, but that's not what I truly think
A word to the wise me boys is not knowing what to say
Here's to your health and to your soul, and here's a Slainte preab san ol
And here's to that girl over there that is lookin your way,

Well I busted up a sailer and ran out on my jailor.
And I turned around in me shoes and scaled over the fence
They picked me on Thomas having dreams of kept their promise.
And slammed me thirty days in the hole!
(Chorus:)
There's a hole in the ground!
There's a hole in the ground!
There's a hole in the ground!
There's a hole in the ground and it makes a man go mad!
I got crap up in detox I found my life in clorox
Assholes bugging 'round me, thank God they haven't found me
Kicked us in the shitter, they'll never know what hit 'er.
Code blue and then they strapped my ass to bed.
(Chorus)
Well I finally earned my key chain it's a fine line in my brain
A week now I've been sober I'm bound to keel over
Busted out the window in the group room with a candle
And ran my ass ragged till I dropped!

So where have ya been my Johnny, Johnny? And where have ya been my Johnny-O?
You've been down to the orphanage. Were ya down there messing with the girls?
I can tell ya been there John, for I see you're back with your hair in curls.
Did the nuns they chase ya John? Or were you able to steal a kiss?
Or did Sister Kearney rough ya up? Don't come to my table looking like this.
Where have ya been my Johnny, Johnny? Where have ya been my Johnny-O?
You've been down there with the girls. Did ya wash the germs right off of your nose?
You've been down to the publican. For I see you look a might distressed.
Your clothes are tattered, your shoes are worn,
and you've spewed up on your Sunday best.
Don't you want to be a good boy, smart in school, and be profound?
Get your ass up off of my chair, and you let Mr. McGuire sit down.
Where have ya been my Johnny, Johnny? Where have ya been my Johnny-O?
You've been down there with the girls. Did ya wash the germs right off of your nose?
And where have ya been my Johnny, Johnny? And where have ya been my Johnny-O?
Now Mr. McGuire is takin' you, for I won't raise a heathen child.
We're putting you into a home, you can't live here, you're far too wild.
Don't you think you'll like it there? You act like a criminal, it's what you get.
You're in need of good reform. They'll pound you ‘til you thank ‘em for it.
Where have ya been my Johnny, Johnny? Where have ya been my Johnny-O?
You've been down there with the girls. Did ya wash the germs right off of your nose?
And where have ya been my Johnny, Johnny? And where have ya been my Johnny-O?

Goodmornin' Da, oh I'm in jail.
I don't need you to try for bail.
If I know Ma, she'll scream and wail,
so just lock me up and throw away the keys.
Well goodbye to my own Dublin dear,
and goodbye to old St. Brigid's there.
Well I wasn't born with this, but now I got it like the flu.
I'm f**kin' useless, so what's the point of impressing you?
Goodmornin' Da, oh I'm in jail.
I don't need you to try for bail.
If I know Ma, she'll scream and wail,
so just lock me up and throw away the keys.
Well, I'd only fifteen pints but I could not see,
when them damn skites got a hold of me.
Well, I could say it was the whiskey, oh, but that it may not be.
Or just the prospect here of something else to do.
Goodmornin' Da, oh I'm in jail.
I don't need you to try for bail.
If I know Ma, she'll scream and wail,
so just lock me up and throw away the keys.
Well I've always been a problem child,
and I know that I have been too wild.
I wasn't born with this, but now I got it like the flu.
I'm f**kin' useless, so what's the point of impressing you?
Goodmornin' Da, oh I'm in jail.
I don't need you to try for bail.
If I know Ma, she'll scream and wail,

He stopped and asked me who I was
And what exactly that I does
Well, he hadn t seen me round before
And it was all because
Watch as officer friendly turned into
A mothra type archenemy
Interesting style of dress he says
What a bampot, what a goon
Now I m sitting here again in jail with all my friends
My 5th time in this nick, the only one cop that s ever been nice
I was collected here for loitering
I was waiting for a ride I didn t get nothing
It might have been fun but I didn t have a
Video camera at the time
Terminal officer friendly, officer Jeckyl and
Officer Hyde, the thought is completely barmy,
When the chief is on the telly and he cries
"No don t be afraid of us, no we re not out to get you, sus
No to serve and protect, where for
We employ community crime control."
[Chorus:]
But they are out to friggin nick you
Because that s their friggin job
They just forget they re dealing with people
To stead of shaking criminal slobs
Take pride in your job
Don t be ashamed
No, but serve and protect too
Instead of playing cops and robbers
Itchy fingers, what an excuse.
I ve always gotten collected for silly menial crap collected
Quotas to be made
I watch people get hurt when they get hit
There is violence in the street
It would make you sick if it was shown
But forget it when you glorify these
Cops with TV shows
In the case of Jerimiah Mearday
In the case of Bobby Sands
Go to the library, if you don t believe
And look all this crap up
Be truthful, on this statement
Your friend there told us everything
Be careful not to drop the soap you sissy
Wait a minute; there was no one else
With me at the time
People become complacent
They ll stick to anything exciting
They stay in a situation
It s safe and fun, it s all they know
You have to study laws mate
For the public, so deal with it
There is two sides to your job
If you re gonna do it half ass,
Don t friggin do it at all.
[Chorus]
Well, I say fuck the police
Fuck the police
I say fuck the police
Fuck the police
I say fuck the police
I say fuck the police
Well, I say fuck the police
I say fuck the police.

I'll take the bucket to the well, Siobhan, oh Siobhan.
For to boil your breakfast and to keep the cottage warm.
And for the blend your whiskey, so you can drink it here at home,
Oh please don't stay out all night long, for every pub to roam.
Siobhan is on the whiskey, Siobhan is on the gin,
Siobhan is drinking Red Bull and Vodka and won't be home again.
I stay up late here every night, although it is no sin,
Siobhan is on the whiskey and she won't be home again.
Beautiful in go-go boots, she waltzes to the bar.
And the boys they all surround her coming from the near and far.
Although I am not allowed inside, I must stay in the car.
Oh please be still my beating heart, she shimmers like a star.
And in the din and dimmest light, she holds her court, you see.
I wish for just one moment she would have a drink with me.
In the pub she is the center, like a life-affirming sun,
and she is happy and she's warming, cause Siobhan is having fun.
Siobhan is on the whiskey, Siobhan is on the gin,
Siobhan is drinking Red Bull and Vodka and won't be home again.
I stay up late here every night, although it is no sin,
Siobhan is on the whiskey and she won't be home again.
Siobhan is on the whiskey, Siobhan is on the gin,
Siobhan is drinking Red Bull and Vodka and won't be home again.
I stay up late here every night, although it is no sin,

Well over the sea, and far away,
Our kids die in deserts, they been sent that way,
To guard oil rigs where the head cutters reign,
And blow them away without any refrain
Well why are we here? It s thinning us out,
To see our life s work in your constituents clout,
Is your exclusion of dissidence masking your guilt?
Do you want to be dissident in the world that you ve built?
Political scum! Political scum!
You lead the way, you beat the drum
Political scum, Political scum!
Sacrificing your own while their under your thumb
When broke powerless people grab any power they can get
Dominance over women, racism and threats
We ll be loosing media jobs and you make us your pet
Reconsidering this weakness and the promise he forgets
Do you really believe in the stories you tell?
How Christ turned his cheek or came down from the hill
Will you profiteer or ransack with the soldiers you kill,
Are you upward bound or will you burn in hell?!
Political scum! Political scum!
You lead the way, you beat the drum
Political scum, Political scum!

Well I consented to throw a ball
And out they all were turning,
All the wise ones, one and all,
All the men and women of learning.
All of learning the lazy ways,
Of rag men and their brothers.
Slothful artistic fools,
Who were tossed out by their mothers
And there is never enough beer,
To put upon the table.
There is never enough wine,
To keep this party stable.
There is never enough booze
To change this lonely weather.
There is never enough beer
To keep anyone together.
All south of Earl and Meath,
Down by the liberties section
Where mad man cough and bawl,
And suffer all class of infection.
To entertain my dear old friends,
Every whore and thief and tinker.
Who are loyal to the end,
For they're loyal to a drink, sir.
And there is never enough beer,
To put upon the table.
There is never enough wine,
To keep this party stable.
There's just never enough booze,
To keep the fires burning,
There's just never enough beer,
To keep the torment from returning.
I toss and turn through every night,
Spent in agony and frustration,
For I was born a wanderer,
Oh a tireless occupation.
From town to town I go,
All dreaming of a homeland,
That I will never see,
For I never liked my first one.
And there is never enough beer,
To put upon the table.
There is never enough wine,

Oh and here we go again
A broken bottle in my hand
And our taxed joints crack and bend
From our backs we rise and stand
Oh and here we go again
Our vision wincing towards the sun
Delerium tremens shake and stand
And we decide this isn't fun
Oh and here we go again
On the sharp edge of a knife
Singing not but only pain
But for some semblance of a life
That they cannot take or tax
For it's all that we can do
The nucleus of all my friends
And I lift my glass to you

Have you ever walked the lonesome hills
or heard the curlews cry
Or seen the raven black as night
Upon a windswept sky
To walk the purple heather
And hear the west wind cry
To know that's where the rapparee must die
Since Cromwell pushed us westward
To live our lowly lives
There's some of us have deemed to fight
From Tipperary mountains high
Noble men with wills of iron
Who are not afraid to die
Who'll fight with gaelic honour held on high
[Chorus]
A curse upon you Oliver Cromwell
You who raped our Motherland
I hope you're rotting down in hell
For the horrors that you sent
To our misfortunate forefathers
Whom you robbed of their birthright
"To hell or Connaught" may you burn in hell tonight
Of one such man I'd like to speak
A rapparee by name and deed
His family dispossessed and slaughtered
They put a price upon his head
His name is know in song and story
His deeds are legends still
And murdered for blood money
Was young Ned of the hill
You have robbed our homes and fortunes
Even drove us from the land
You tried to break our spirit
But you'll never understand
The love of dear old Ireland
That will forge and iron will
As long as there are gallant men
Like young Ned of the hill

Well we altered the face of our city, yes we've often burned it down
Is our union what we hoped for when our children hit the ground
It's simply government and British soldiers out not who governs or unity now
Or do you complain of what could happen if your favor isn't found
It's not as plain as colonial rule no more so we've grown up with the times
But it's as plain as coexistance not making something that binds
Yes catholics were incriminated, tortured and opressed
But we've agreed to talk now and we don't need bullet proof vests
So give it up, it's time to go
There'll be better jobs for us if we let it go
So give it up, it's time to go
Nobody wants to subsidise an economy that can't stand
We kick our legs out from underneath us every time we raise a hand
Well Good Friday every f**king where is burning in my mind
But no accord can help the junkies with their kneecaps left behind
There's no desired governance or subsidation left in toil
Hell, they don't even want us now fed up with our turmoil
True rebels never grow out of the hateful adolescent phase
For to perpetuate rebellion you need blind incessant commitment through the maze
We've concluded and refused to learn to assess or scrutinise
A non functioning mind is clinically dead when your mind's made up it dies
It's not the mastery of earth or wealth or leisure that is your contention
But the privilege of taxable servitude you contend against you laymen
Behave like f**king children every day on Downing Street
Who can't concede to play along or even just to meet
No this isn't a bold statement, ya wanna know how I know
Whoever's celebrated a victory's always said I told ya so
So look me in the f**king face when you point the barrel down

Well, in the park I sat down with my love
And not a thing was wrong
Oh, the sun shone down from up above
And not a thing was wrong
And I go to where our voices paired
And leapt from off the stone
And that's the voice that I still hear
Whenever I sing alone, alone
Whenever I sing alone
Well, not many a thought did I abide
Nor was I help when things went wrong
At the cemetery by your graveside
Now everything is wrong
And I go to where our voices paired
And leapt from off the stone
And that's the voice that I still hear
Whenever I sing alone, alone
Whenever I sing alone
Well, I know exactly where I'm going
And God knows who I adore
Tho' my prayers did ask to take my pain
I wish I could've taken yours much more
And I go to where our voices paired
And leapt from off the stone
And that's the voice that I still hear
Whenever I sing alone, alone
Whenever I sing alone
Phoenix Park in summertime
Gathering by day and night
By the hearth in wintertime

"Oh well, out on the road, it's dark and it's cold"
Said my mother as she passed by
Well, you'll never stick it long enough
You're a fool to even try
Well, you've gone off with a band of men
All addicts, skit's, and bums
So you think you will enjoy your life
In the tenancy and the slums
Tur ra la, tu ra la, tu ra la, li
Out on the road is where your Uncle died
Tur ra la, tu ra la, tu ra la, li
I have no time for you on the road
Playing music ain't no way to live
It's hungry, cold, and slack
And if you walk out that door my son
Well, you won't be coming back
But it's down the pub, all my friends are there
And there's no place that I'd rather be
So, you think this life will engulf me?
Well, I'll tell you we'll just wait and see
Tur ra la, tu ra la, tu ra la, li
Out on the road is where your Uncle died
Tur ra la, tu ra la, tu ra la, li
I have no time for you on the road
So I kissed my tearful Father
At the door and I left him there
With five bottles of Bushmill's
And two on my chair
We set out for the county Clare
And it's Ceili's jigs and booze in Killrush
Dooneed can be quite a thrill
And I won't come back 'till I've made my name
Until I have had my fill
Tur ra la, tu ra la, tu ra la, li
Out on the road is where your Uncle died
Tur ra la, tu ra la, tu ra la, li
I have no time for you on the road
Tur ra la, tu ra la, tu ra la, li
Out on the road is where your Uncle died
Tur ra la, tu ra la, tu ra la, li
I have no time for you on the road
I have no time for you on the road

It was 1993
when my own true love and me
and put the troubles from our mind
So it's cause to celebrate
Said your oldest dearest mate
Said Johnny come have a drink
Before ya's go and leave us all behind
Now I look on that good bye
It sends a shiver down my spine
It was the last words that I ever heard him speak
It was right out of the blue
and there was nothing we could do
Now we're gathered round the front door
smoking outside Johnny's Wake
Oh here's to You, Oh here's to you
You don't deserve what you've been through
And throats did crack and hands did shake
when the Parting Glass was sung at Johnny McGuire's Wake.
Oh It's another rainy day
in every sort of way
So we fill ourselves with breakfast at John's Dad's
With Sausages and eggs,
Then we sat and drank the dregs
Of the case of powers
last night that we had
Then the Dubliners came on
and Luke Kelly sang a song
Of grief and loss of something we all know
Then we put him in the ground, and we turned the car around
And not one of us looked back them

Well, there's no loot, there's no booze, and it's no fun
Well, there's no loot, there's no booze, and it's no fun
Well, there's no loot, there's no booze, and it's no fun
Well, there's no loot, there's no booze, and it's no fun
Oh, Dee Dee Ramone where have you gone?
In misery all day long, to shoot some dope right into your arm
Oh, the sun does rise, the birds do sing
They fly around and shit on me
There's nowhere to go, no loot, no booze, no fun
Well, there's no loot, there's no booze, and it's no fun
Well, there's no loot, there's no booze, and it's no fun
Well, there's no loot, there's no booze, and it's no fun
Well, there's no loot, there's no booze, and it's no fun
God, there's nowhere to sleep, nothing to do
I don't know how you made it through
Nowhere to go, belonging to no one
Ah, you snorted coke 'til you turned blue
And walked the streets with nothing to do
There's nowhere to go, no loot, no booze no fun
Well, there's no loot, there's no booze, and it's no fun
Well, there's no loot, there's no booze, and it's no fun
Well, there's no loot, there's no booze, and it's no fun
There's no loot, there's no booze, and it's no fun, no fun
Well, there's no loot, there's no booze, and it's no fun
Well, there's no loot, there's no booze, and it's no fun
Well, there's no loot, there's no booze, and it's no fun
Well, there's no loot, there's no booze, and it's no fun

So go down witch, go down
Go down witch, go down
For tho' you are my sister
And although you are my mother
And my cousin and my lover
Go down witch, go down
For you will not stay in servitude
Your insolence is vile and rude
You shun the work you're given less my round
When monogamy is practical for work and socialization
You will stand to subjugation or go down
So go down, Arawak, down
Go down, black man, down
For you are not my father
Or my uncle, or my mother
Or my sister, or my brother
Just go down, Arawak, down
Well, Columbus told Spain there was gold here
But you've not produced enough
So we'll send you back as slaves to fund our rounds
And black man you won't bend
And you incite the white servants and slaves to riot
Let laws and literature separate you and keep you down, down
Go down witch, go down
Go down witch, go down, down down
So go down, American Nisei, go down
Go down, American Japanese, go down
World War Two, Yanks are sending home
Japanese skulls to their girlfriends
No interest in stopping a racist world power at all
And that's why they're so late in the war
'Til the Japs threatened their Chinese recourse
No head was sent from one German, went down
And not one A-bomb was dropped on Europe, see
So go down to Guantanamo, go down
For although you were our partners
No now you are not our brothers
Or our fathers, or our mothers
So go down witch, go down
When the VP's very own Halliburton
They reap billions in owlish benefits
Different cultures are deemed inferior when profitable
And if racism is not natural, it's the result of certain conditions
The fact that laws had to be passed to forbid
Relations between blacks and whites shows
The strength of the tendency to be in union
So go down witch, go down
Go down witch, go down, down go
Go down witch, go down

Tim Finnegan lived on Walkin Street,
A gentleman Irish mighty odd
well, he had a brogue both rich and sweet,
An' to rise in the world he carried a hod
Well, he had a bit of a timmlin' way
with a love for the liquor poor Tim was born
And to send him on his way each day,
he'd a drop of the craythur every morn
(Chorus:)
Whack fol the dah do now dance with your partner
whirl the floor your trotters shake
Isn't it the truth I tell you,
lots of fun at Finnegan's Wake
One morning Tim felt rather full,
his ole' head felt heavy which made him shake
well, he fell off the ladder and he broke his skull,
then they carried him home his corpse to wake
oh, they wrapped him up in a nice clean sheet,
and they laid him out upon the bed
with a gallon of whiskey at his feet
and a bucket of porter at his head
(Chorus)
Well, his friends assembled at the wake,
and missus Finnegan called for lunch
well, first she brought out tea and cake,
then pipes and tobacco and brandy punch
Then the widow Malone began to cry,
"Such a nice, clean corpse, have you ever seen,
Saying Tim my boy why did you die?",
well, "Hold your gob." says Mother McGee
(Chorus)
Then Maggie O'Conner took up the job,
And Biddy says "you're wrong, for sure"
well, Biddy fixed her with a belt in the gob
and sent her sprawling on the floor
then a civil war did soon engage,
it was woman to woman and man to man
Shillelagh law was all the rage
and a row and a ruction soon began
(Chorus)
Then Mickey Maloney he ducked his head
when a bottle of whiskey flew at him
It ducked, and landed on the bed,
well, whiskey scattering over Tim
Be dad it revives him see how he rises
Tim Finnegans rising in the bed
Sayin whirl whiskey around like place
Thanum an Dhul!, do ye think I was dead?"

Well here I am again
In a foreign town where I know no one
On another continent
Well it's four o'clock and I'm with someone
That I haven't met before
But I don't feel like I should leave
Well I might not find the door
Anyway the miracle's stirring me
So play on let 'em play for me
Just drag that bow across the string
So play on let 'em all night long
Oh I love to hear our gypsies songs
Away, away, oh I'm far away from home
Away, away, and the wonder lingers on
Postcards, stamps, and songs
And bottles spilled on letters long
The wind through my own hair
At Normandy where I wish you were
Markets strange and surreal
Where black eyes flash from corners dark
The Young ones poor and infirm
They lift their hands to your own heart
Well I've seen this before
Old ones come to pass
With empty eyes bed where there's grass
Skites with steel knuckles and knives
Waiting for a thrity franc paradise
Away, away, oh I'm far away from home
Away, away, and the wonder lingers on
Vodka warm and sharp
Just like what I might drink with you
In a glass on an empty bar
Quite similar to where I would sit with you
And the bar maid smiles at me
And she asks to go and I agree
Into a Spanish night

Well I met her up on Leeson Street of a Tuesday afternoon
In Summer's fallen colours, sulking back to school
I asked her would she linger, and she asked me would she stay
Would she keep a girl in company, drinking in the day?
Drinking, Drinking
Drinking... not thinking
Drinking, Drinking
We'll go drinking in the day
She was almost a woman, she was going on sixteen
She asked me to go walking, In Saint Stephen's Green
She said I love the sunshine, and to hear the children play.
But I won't be distracted when I'm drinking in the day.
With her flashing eyes and milk white lies she looked like a song
Like the ghost of a woman that first made me go wrong
She said I'll have a drink with you but I said you'll have to pay
For a comprehensive education
Drinking in the day
Drinking, Drinking
Drinking and not thinking
Drinking, Drinking
We'll go drinking in the day
If her mother could have seen us on that bright November day
Botticelli and his angel perambulating Ormand Quay
A drunken blessed virgin, me rhetorious and gay
Bestowing ancient wisdom as to what made me this way
Well here it is:
Deny your friends and family
To serve you must betray
Break and enter heaven
Well you'll steal but never save
Well you'll squander every penny
And you'll empty every heart
And you'll travel every darkened road
You'll never finish what you start
And you'll always talk to strangers
And make love with whom you may
For God will find good company
for your drinking in the day
Drinking, drinking
Drinking and not thinking
Drinking, drinking
We'll go drinking in the day
So spend your youth on poetry, and spend your cash at play
Every line upon my face is for a girl who went away
A kiss, and a song, are fleeting things and fame will always stray
So I'll tell the truth, the best spent youth, is the one you throw away
Drinking, drinking
Drinking... not thinking
Drinking, drinking
We'll go drinking in the day
Drinking, drinking
Drinking... not thinking
Drinking, drinking
We'll go drinking in the day
Drinking, drinking
Drinking... not thinking
Drinking, drinking
We'll go drinking in the day
Drinking, drinking
Drinking... not thinking
Drinking, drinking
We'll go drinking in the day
Drinking, drinking
Drinking... not thinking
Drinking, drinking
We'll go drinking in the day
Drinking, drinking
Drinking... not thinking

When my granda' met with Patsy Cline
He thought he'd have a wonderful time
She stepped on his foot and he did pine
I'm none the better for dancing
I'm none the better for dancing
Down at St. Anthony's oh
Well Jim if we had a bob or two
I'd tell you what we just might do
Invite the ladies over a few
And maybe the maids'll come dancing
And maybe the maids'll come dancing
Down at St. Anthony's oh
We told ol' Joe half eight for sure
He turned around and told one more
And four hundred nutters turned up at the door
All looking for maids to go dancing
All looking for maids to go dancing
Down at St. Anthony's oh
We nearly had to fend them off
They came in the house and began to scoff
Of refreshment sure there wasn't enough
Enough for the maids to come dancing
Enough for the maids to come dancing
Down at St. Anthony's oh
They got in the whiskey and brandy too
Then Flannery spewed up on my shoe
He turned to me and said I love you
Oh Jimmy we better go dancing
Oh Jimmy we better go dancing
Down at St. Anthony's oh
To the Ashford house on a Friday night
Then Tuman's and Ginger's for a bite
And it's exit that's open through all of the night
If they'll let me back in to go dancing
If they'll let me back in to go dancing
Down at St. Anthony's oh
Oh now come my boys and be aware
To make the scene you must take care
And not show up with puke in your hair
And maybe the maids will come dancing
And maybe the maids will come dancing

And there will be angels for you to see
Ones who will love you, if you love them or not
And you wont rely on fantasy, you'll be
Strong enough to be
And they'll sing for you when you don't want to hear
And they'll carry you when you don't want to stand
And they'll be there when you don't want to be
And you wont rely on fantasy or fairies
May you never be alone, may you never feel cold,
May you be strong and evade the cold grip of misery
May you sleep warm at night, may your eyes see
Bright, may you reflect what you've seen from
Others your own light
A rose for you my darling, may you always stay the same
I've never laid eyes on your equal
Thats why I'm so anious to see you again
You mean something to me-you know it
To a million other people too
I've always tried to keep the company of angels,
But I'd rather sit down here with you
A rose for you darling, if you change
Then I'll know that its you
And I'll always know that you're an angel

Well we had a mouse right in our house and were afraid to move
But I'd never trade that time we spent huddled up in the front room
No chill or rats or poverty can quell my love for you
Or for this dump we're standing in 'cause this is my home too
Chicago, Chicago, well there's assholes everywhere
Chicago, Chicago, where you're 15 pints from all your cares
Where your wallet's like a sieve
And that's where all of the gangsters live
Chicago, Chicago, is where we can afford to live
Well I sit out on my front porch step, watch the gangsters selling crack
And I call the cops when a girl walks by and they give her a smack
Oh I like to get my beer and sit on my front step or by the store
Hanging out where white folks fear to tread, yeah this is my home for sure
No gangsters can deface it 'cause it's still the same to me
Sometimes the bullets frighten me but I speak up you see
Oh I can navigate the subway sect just like a weathered pro
And anywhere I want to you know that is where I go
Chicago, Chicago, assholes everywhere
Chicago, Chicago, we are 15 pints from all our cares
Where your wallet's like a sieve
And that's where all of the gangsters live
Chicago, Chicago, is where we can afford to live
I'm going out all by myself, no victims role for me
No I'm not transgressed by lovers or friends or owed something you see
Well the new condo's they're coming fast and the rents have gone sky high
Just because we're seen as pioneers they start to build for all the whites
They fuckin' gentrified my home, they fuckin' gentrified my home
Left affordable housing there to roam, they fuckin' gentrified my home
They fuckin' gentrified my home, they fuckin' gentrified my home
Daley kicking ethnic vendors off the street, ordinanced nothing cheap to eat
No more vendors in front of restaurants
'cause Daley says they attract vermin to their haunts
But I don't think that's the targeted vermin that he wants
See the copper with his badge and his gun
He's not hiding from anyone
So you better collect your shit and run
New shopping fronts are popping up all around
Driving our affordability out of town
You'd think they no longer want us around
Public housing coming down by federal mandate
All of whom they promised to relocate
Rick Lazio's bill passed congress but they just segregated 'em back from where they came
Neighborhoods splits up by highways lined
Dividing different races by color lines
Old mayor Daley put 'em there in the ever old grand ol' time
Real world hype drives the rent sky high
Now MTV age yuppies want to buy
The city got the exorbitant tax
But in "The Real World" in Chicago someone was shot outside the apartment and they died

Sing homeland smile
Our sad and lonely weakness will be gone for a while
Sing homeland smile
And give our motherland back her style
Not across an ocean, not across a sea
But in our own home town where you want to be
Past an armored car and a soldier you see
Sigh a breath now lift your strong voice up and sing
Release the pressure from your chest
Of the sadness of your friends now that you long for and miss
And although they may tell you you're not worth a wage
They can't restrict you from grieving in your own chosen way
Look up to the stars at the end of the day
And remember that we're here and it's a mystery
And remember the ones who have gone away

I'm going away
But I promise to return some day
But if I don't I promise to remember you
And let us share a drink
so that we can remember
The way things were when friends were here together
Cause our lives are made of memories
And they're all we can take with us
When we leave this place we're in
And as you travel through this world
May your path be long and stony
And may it lead to the most amazing view
I'm going away
But I promise to return some day
But if I don't I promise to remember you
And as you nurse your glass of whiskey
And look out onto the skyline

Then I'll haste to wed a sailor and send him off to sea
For a life of independence is the pleasant life for me
But every now and then I would like to see his face
For it always seems to me to beam with a manly grace
With his brow so nobly open and his dark and kindly eye
Oh my heart beats fondly towards him whenever he is nigh
But when he says goodbye me love I'm off across the sea
First I cry for his departure then I laugh because I'm free
-- Eliza Brock, 18th Century Islander
Oh I'm a man that's handsome, I'm strapping and I'm young
And when I gotta job to do, the job gets fuckin' done
I want a love to keep me happy I want a love that's true
And of all my past endeavors if it's smitten then I'm with you
So I'll put on my buckle and shoe and I'll comb up me hair
And I lighten up my belt and shirt so it's handsome I'll appear
And I'll work both day and night to keep the money rolling in
So I can come back to my love, so I can see you again
Oh to walk the street or countryside whatever I may know
I know that I will be O.K. where ever it is I go
So I'm sorry I don't want children to follow at my feet
I'm happy by myself not chasing kids into the street
Oh I wasn't born for marrying for the game or for the blame
And when my friends do call me I like hearing my own name
But when he says goodbye my dear, I'm off across the sea

I sit alone
I drink alone
I was born alone
I'll die alone
I dream alone
I heal alone
I exist alone
And maybe now that's a lot of alone to put up with
But I like drinking on a Monday mornin'
Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday too
Friday, Saturday, Sunday mornin'
Monday morning start anew
Well I been mistreated so my damaged self image
Is what I learned when I believed that what was said was true
Try harder, ya punk, you're an idle underachiever
Maybe so but I'll spite you now I've somethin' to prove
I've taken every behavior and identity on
Because I surely learned to be ashamed of my own
But aggression's not conflict resolution
Even though family, government, society and wrestling tell ya so
Well there's life outside school and your parents garden
So let go of how you learned your defenses that way
It's probably you who's being selfish
No one has to stay with you when that's what you say
You take your anxieties out on other people
When you feel their behavior isn't true to you
And chemically on yourself when your damaged self image
Adheres to MacGowan's philosophy and other men's truths
Learning to let go of ideals and other people should be a virtue
Instead of torturing other for life
Never learning, never open, 'cause you've all these conclusions
Just 'cause it didn't work for your parents
No need to force it to work with your wife
Well no one can make me happy or see my side
Cause the anxiety's internal that makes us sad
So reassess addiction to chemicals and chronic wankin'

Her slightest move still commands my attention
I've seen her look radiant engulfed in convention
More beautiful than anyone here or I've seen
I've followed those brown eyes a thousand times to the stream
I've followed those brown eyes a thousand times to the stream
I've followed those brown eyes a thousand times to the stream
More beautiful than anyone here or I've seen
I've seen her look radiant engulfed in convention
Her slightest move still commands my attention
As she walks down the road further away
I can see the one that holds her heart in his eye
As she walks down the road further away
I know that I once held her heart in my eye
Naoise took Deirdre's skirt up to her thighs
Her tresses flung forward engulfing his eyes
She clung to his back face pressed thight to his chest
Till he dropped her and himself into cascading rest
Till he dropped her and himself into cascading rest
Till he dropped her and himself into cascading rest
She clung to his back face pressed thight to his chest
Her tresses flung forward engulfing his eyes
Naoise took Deirdre's skirt up to her thighs
The longest black hair that ever I've seen
Her legs twined around me her hands at my seams
Her breath on my neck lifts the still wind to steam
Does love only last for minutes on a screen
Does love only last for minutes on a screen
Does love only last for minutes on a screen
Her legs twined around me her hands at my seams
Her breath on my neck lifts the still wind to steam
Does love only last for minutes on a screen

When I m drunk I dream of you, when I m dry its of you too.
I have my clothes tucked in my bag, in case you do not want me back.
And when I smile it wont be long, long again till I m on my own.
Oh on the street and with the poor, to drink until I can think no more.
So dream of lands far far away, and love to come to you some day.
And think of things that make you smile, if it s only for a while.
May the road rise up to meet you, may God have mercy on you.

Y'all's my greats, great
My great, great granddad was a king
A monarch stout and noble
He surveyed this land so green
And he said, "She's fair and humble"
As far as the eye can see
From Carrantuohill to Giant's Causeway
Was ours until they went
And made a criminal of me
Many a Celtic head had rolled
And rolled upon the hillside
And they bathed their horses hooves
In Hibernian blood and their hide
In exile, they did flee
Set up a church and home there
'Til the landlord and the bailiff
Made it criminality
Oh, and on the road they came to run
Run until the runnin's done
Far away from fettered chain
The land was ours to barter
We succumb from sweat and strain
And look they're right behind again
If they catch me boys
I know they'll make a criminal of me
A criminal of me, a criminal of me
A wandering forever, hungering eternally
A criminal of me, a criminal of me
Run, run, before they make a criminal of me
Across the sea they sailed
To a land both bright and noble
For they'd watched their neighbors starve
And the bloodline as it fumbled
As they reached the safer side
Old Papa said to Jimmy
To try and live a life
So they'd not make a criminal of he
"Go be alert", said Da
? Do not perish for the gentry"
Tho' poor but proud was he
Whenever they called discretely
Well, he'd smash their faces in
And in jail he died poorly
But he said
"Don't let them try and make a criminal of ye"
On the road they came to run
Run until the runnin's done
Far away from fettered chain
The land was ours to barter
We succumb from sweat and strain
And look they're right behind again
If they catch me, boys
I know they'll make a criminal of me
A criminal of me, a criminal of me
A wandering forever, hungering eternally
A criminal of me, a criminal of me
Run, run, before they make a criminal of me
Oh a criminal of me, a criminal of me
A wandering forever, hungering eternally
Oh a criminal of me, oh a criminal of me
Run, run, before they make a criminal of me
Oh, now my boss he steps so gay
So gaily up the street
While I dull the pain in pubs
Still can't afford to eat
He is dashing, he is fancy
And he'll never want you see
Even as the factory shuts
His shoes reflect the criminal in me
Violent and drunk now in the street
With nothing to sustain me
I'm gonna die here in this hole
The kids I can't take care of with me
But it must be taught to let the blame
And hatred out of their heads
For anger and danger make you
Just another pathetic, drunken, violent paddy dead
On the road they came to run
Run until the runnin's done
Far away from fettered chain
The land was ours to barter
We succumb from sweat and strain
And look they're right behind again
If they catch me boys
I know they'll make a criminal of me
Oh a criminal of me, a criminal of me
A wandering forever, hungering eternally
Oh a criminal of me, oh a criminal of me
Run, run, before they make a criminal of me
Run, run, before they make a criminal of me

Well oh remember that day, average and gray, you came to me and then
I heard a kindness like a memory I once felt on a passing wind
Oh but the kindness I've known
From street and stone they still resound your presence and animation
No not negation or affirmation, but positivity and creation
Oh but the kindness I've known
Not destruction but creation in the waning hearts you mended
But the spark of connection that fills the soul when simply you're befriended
Oh but the kindness I've known
As well I knew in such freedom grew also isolation
Of the pain of knowing so very few who'ld not desire your captivation
Oh but the kindness I've known
Your love and true and pure desire tireless, endless and sad
I wonder now would I be the same if I'd left what if I had
Oh but the kindness I've known
To discover to the world what I know of you and not unattainable song
That would glorify your attributes like we've done all along
There's a lot more to you than song
and pedistals they cannot describe the torment you've been through
And banishment cannot consumate the frustration and monotony we knew
And song will never ever portray the wonder that you've known
But lyric sticks here like a timeline and it's a mark to show we've gone
Oh but the kindness I've known
So I'll represent this kindness since all else is extoled and present how it does thrive
Like the care and nourishment long forgot in infancy that kept us alive
Lethal environment does not always justify reactionary violent behavior
For striking down malevolence takes it's place and our timeline read the same here
Oh but the kindness I've known
Oh this kindness is what the great search is for not wisdom or divining
Our subconsionce recognizes it's safe guard form birth
To keep our self absorbed frustrated minds from grinding

It's oh so late, are you asleep?
There's not a sound, so it's time for me to dream.
The window pane, late city scenes,
so far away from where I was weaned.
There was a girl so long ago,
all through the park at night we go.
All just as late as it is now,
two discontented, a young one's vow.
I'm here for you, only to adore you.
You mean everything to me.
And you're with me wherever I go,
and I miss you everywhere I go.
Well, goodbye to old friends,
I watched you go.
>From where I sit now, I still say hello.
All the memories gone by, those that I couldn't call.
An eternal divide, the distance too long.
Dead as a mackerel.
Dead as a door.
Dead as a nail, but never a bore.
Always good for a laugh.
Always good for a shout.

Well on the Fourth of July 1806
We set sail from the sweet cove of Cork
we were sailing away with a cargo of bricks
For the grand City Hall in New York
'twas a wonderful craft, she was rigged for and aft
And oh, how the wild wind drove her
She stood several blasts, she had twenty-seven masts
And they called her the Irish Rover
Well we had one million bags of the best Sligo rags,
We had two million barrels of stone
We had three million bails of old nanny-goats' tails,
We had four million barrels of bones
We had five million hogs, and six million dogs,
Seven million barrels of porter
We had eight million bails of old nanny-goats' tails
In the hold of the Irish Rover
Well we had Barney McGee from the banks of the Lee,
We had Hogan from County Tyrone
And we had Jimmy McGurk who was scared stiff of work
And a lad from Westmeath called Malone
O we had Slugger O'Toole who was drunk as a rule
And Fighting Bill Treacy from Dover
And your man, Mike McCann
from the banks of the Bann
Was the skipper on the Irish Rover
Well a sailor he longs for a better life
It's so lonesome by night and by day
And he longs for the shore and a charming young whore
Who'll make all his troubles away
All the noise and the rout
All the whiskey and stout
The fighting it's never over
Of the love of a maid he is never afraid
It's all for the Irish Rover
We had sailed seven years when the measles broke out
And the ship lost it's way in the fog
And that whale of a crew was reduced down to two,
Just meself and the Captain's old dog
Then the ship struck a rock,
Oh Lord! What a shock,
The bulkhead was turned right over
Well it turned nine times around
And the poor old dog was drowned

Well, it's three o'clock at the end of the day
Well, it's three o'clock at the end of the day
Well, it's three o'clock in the morning gray
Well, I'm alone and I'm very, very worried
Well, all the bottles of wine have ravaged my mind
All the bottles of wine have ravaged my mind
Yeah, all the bottles of wine have ravaged my mind
Well, another day's gone by, I'm worried
And the night, and the night, it is bitter and short
For I know that a new day is coming
Another day, another day, all alone and blue
Well oh, but for you, I've pursued nothing
Well, I dropped out of school to dwell on a dream
And now all the guilt is engulfing me
Well, I can't concentrate, I'm failing
Oh, where can she be?
Well, I'm alone and I'm very, very worried
And the night, and the night and it is bitter and short
For I know that a new day is coming
Another day, another day, all alone and blue
Well oh, but for you, I've pursued nothing
Well, I know that I've always felt this way
God, I know that it's always been this way
Since I was young, I've always felt this way
Well, do I fuck myself for the consistency?
And the night, and the night and it is bitter and short
For I know that a new day is coming
Another day, another day, all alone and blue
Well oh, but for you, I've pursued nothing
But for you, I've pursued nothing
But for you, I've pursued nothing
Well God, I know that I have stumbled
And I know I've not been sharp
And when I'm leaving this world behind
I won't bring another soul here to fall flat on their face
Or leave this world unkind
And the night, and the night and it is bitter and short
For I know that a new day is coming
Another day, another day, all alone and blue
Well oh, but for you, I've pursued nothing
But for you, I've pursued nothing

It's still tonight under the stars,
The wind is calm, no windows barred.
All birds sleep sound, back from afar,
And all the land is at peace.
The morning rose upon that day,
Our son from us was taken away.
And all the children that died that day,
For that, there is no cause.
You plan and execute with speed,
Your moral code is all you heed,
It's agony to lose loved ones, I know,
But an eye for an eye makes everyone blind,
And we will not be forgotten in time.
No one will hear our voice it seems,
Afraid of reprisals or impeding peace.
No one's been convicted of these deeds,
A miscarriage of government and police.
They've governed and they have swept it away,
They've executed and gone to the pub all day.
Have you acted in your virtuous way?
For peace we all have to wait till it's gotten,
Had the peace talks, had they all gone rotten. No!
And haven't enough people died?

On St. Patrick's Day
Would you care to walk with me
Once more tonight
Old streets we knows become a new delight
Where the wildcats prowl
And the young men howl
Through every darkened door
From which we scoured
So hold my hand and let you go
On everything that hurt you so
And stay close to me
Oh a stòr mo chroì (Love of My Heart)
Warm in my coat my love
Right here upon my knee
On St. Patrick's Day
By grace you come
Through hell you go
But grace will come my love
Even when you think it's flown
For I'm so in love
That I can't deny
You are the girl I've dreamed of all my life
And life is full
Of heartbreak and fear
So it's cause to celebrate
Said your oldest dearest mate
Said johnny come have a drink
Before ya's go and leave us all behind
Now I look on that goodbye
With a shiver in my spline
It was the last words
That I ever heard him speak
It was right out of the blue
There was nothing we could we could do
Now we're gathered round the front door
Smokin' outside Johnny's wake
OH HERE'S TO YOU, OH HERE'S TO YOU
YOU DON'T DESERVE WHAT YOU'VE BEEN THROUGH
AND THROATS DID CRACK AND HANDS DID SHAKE
But don't forget that it was meant
For you to enjoy right here
And to celebrate each breath my dear
And to commemorate another year

The cold ground was my bed last night,
With a breeze so hard it could kill
With friends like these, who needs to die?
So I stay here for the thrill
My last five pounds to get me home
Well, get me some bacon and whiskey
I'll meet her there in all my stinkin' glory
Drunk or Sober
I went down by the roses
Cause me hope, she did call
She said she had to see me soon
It was sadness on her mind
And I took with me my fiddle
And the worst, the best of my wine
And I met her there in sadness
Drunk or Sober
She sat under the tree,
And she smiled at me
And we watched the river roll
So I broke out with my fiddle
And I began to fiddle a reel
And she said no matter how funny
It hurts so bad I can't feel
I feel nothin'
I feel nothin'
Drunk or Sober
And I began to play my reel
For I did not know what to say
You worry me so, I hate this
I will not stand to see you this way
and sometimes it's just too much
How everything turns out so sad
Oh, Danny don't you ever stop playin' for me
Oh, Danny don't you ever stop playin' for me
You always make me happy while whenever you play
Oh, Danny don't you ever stop playin' for me
And i began to play me reel

I was born in the USA
Born on the southside of Chicago town
And on warm summer nights we would all gather 'round
Away from irish parents eyes
In the dark with lovers and friends
Hoping it would never end
Smokin' weed and drinkin' brew
Loyalty was what you knew
WE WERE BORN IN THE USA
Everyone know each other and they all know you
The cops the fire the brickies too
And the night when the lights go out
From each house you can hear the sound
Of fights and passion all around
So have a drink and sit with me
You're all invited to be free
When my brothers went off to the war
With may kids we knew before
We saw the pictures on the news
Of people dying in the street
Pools of blood on the concrete
Many times I've prayed before
To bring those kids home from this war
WE WERE BORN IN THE USA
Well where you are from nobody cares
Unless you are from over there
Still you're welcomed in houses by us all
With Mayor Daley on the wall
Our lady, J.F.K., them all
We will break our bread with you
Because we are nobodies fool
WE WERE BORN IN THE USA
WE WERE BORN IN THE USA

I remember the night that he came in
From the wintry cold and damp
A giant of a man in an oilskin coat
And the bundle that told he was a tramp
He stood at the bar and he called a pint
Then turned and gazed at the fire
On a night like this to be safe and dry
Is my one and only desire
So here's to those that are dead and gone
The friends that I loved dear
And here's to you then I'll bid you adieu
Saying Donegal Danny's been here me boys
Donegal Danny's been here
Then in a voice that was hushed and low
He said: Listen I'll tell you a tale
How a man of the sea became a man of the roads
And never more will set sail
I've fished out of Howth and Killybegs
Ardglass and Baltimore
But the cruel sea has beaten me
And I'll end my days on the shore
So here's to those that are dead and gone
The friends that I loved dear
And here's to you then I'll bid you adieu
Saying Donegal Danny's been here me boys
Donegal Danny's been here
One fateful night in the wind and the rain
We set sail from Killybegs town
There were five of us from sweet Donegal
And one from County Down
We were fishermen who worked the sea
And never counted the cost
But I never thought ere that night was done
That my fine friends would all be lost
So here's to those that are dead and gone
The friends that I loved dear
And here's to you then I'll bid you adieu
Saying Donegal Danny's been here me boys
Donegal Danny's been here
Then the storm it broke and drove the boat
To the rocks about ten miles from shore
As we fought the tide we hoped inside
To see our homes once more
Then we struck a rock and holed the bow
And all of us knew that she'd go down
So we jumped right into the icy sea
And prayed to God we wouldn't drown
But the raging sea was rising still
As we struck out for the land
And she fought with all her cruelty
To claim that gallant band
By St John's Point in the early dawn
I dragged myself on the shore
And I cursed the sea for what she'd done
And vowed to sail her never more
So here's to those that are dead and gone
The friends that I loved dear
And here's to you then I'll bid you adieu
Saying Donegal Danny's been here me boys
Donegal Danny's been here
Ever since that night I've been on the road
Travelling and trying to forget
That awful night I lost all my friends
I see their faces yet
And often at night when the sea is high
And the rain is tearing at my skin
I hear the cries of drowning men
Floating over on the wind
So here's to those that are dead and gone
The friends that I loved dear
And here's to you then I'll bid you adieu
Saying Donegal Danny's been here me boys
Donegal Danny's been here
So here's to those that are dead and gone
The friends that I loved dear
And here's to you then I'll bid you adieu
Saying Donegal Danny's been here me boys

Well, I always remember, I never forget the memory of you and things I regret
Replies that I wish that I could could retract, but it's times when I'm no help at all
But time is a matter of life and death, such a short span, a final breath
Well I never liked witnessing anyone hurt, but it's just that I die to myself
Well you don't know what you think til you say it,
well it could be brilliant or you could regret it
But the rest of the world most certainly moves on
even if you have done someone wrong, wrong, oh, the rest of the world moves on
Well I've walked the line and I've come undone,
and I've been a good friend to many or one
And kindness I intend to carry it on,
but it was harder and I just wasn't as strong
It's so hard being here without you,
I want to say things only to you,
saying goodbye for now because I need to move
Cause the rest of the world moves on
Well you don't know what you think til you say it,
well it could be brilliant or you could regret it
But the rest of the world most certainly moves on
even if you have done someone wrong, wrong, oh, the rest of the world moves on
Well I've never been happy with myself,
I needed change and I needed help
But I have helped others and I've changed their mood,
and their lives I've seen 'em go on
Well you don't know what you think til you say it,
well it could be brilliant or you could regret it
But the rest of the world most certainly moves on

At Arlington at the race outside of town
Herself and me were up before the dawn
She fixed her hair up and then we headed down
On a fine spring morning
The car park swelled as far as you could see
The queue's alive with bubbling energy
I found a place for her and me to see
On a fine spring morning
3, 5, and 6 away they run, she boxed'em in the number one
They pounded on the track like thunder jarring to the bone
And me I took the number 2, the nag her name was something new
I put her in trifecta and she crossed the line alone
Run you bollix!
The sun shone down and the wine and whiskey flew
The day went on and we had a drink or two
I held her up to fix the buckle on her shoe
On a fine spring morning
Then she grabbed me by the hair,
And kissed me underneath the stair
And nearly tore my coat as we went rolling down the floor
Then she grabbed me by the hand,
Saying take me now she did command
I wrapped her in my arms

Riot, riot, riot crossed this land
In pork pie hats and denim masks and furious knife clutched hands
It was a bank holiday for languages lost
Being armed to the teeth to face this curse
If you ve always used establishment
We ve always used piss off to change the intonation in this verse
As curlew dies and structures burn laid barren as then night falls
Wandering zombies smoldering from the top
See their dead in our burned out halls
[Chorus 2x]
When all is done special branch comes through
With police finish off the rest of the best
Evacuated barren and I now know who s dead
As parliament wakes and yawns deep from the chest
Well, and the sun burns up the night
And the boot heels click
And the engines burn and John Major gets sick
And American soldiers station themselves
Round Serbian oil wells
And four course five star dinners down by the wakening church s bells
[Chorus 4x]
Well, we don t believe this way has worked
We ll burn down this mind set
Burning all your American illusions up
We ll show you what, where and when we re at
Well, almost everyone knows what homelessness is
And everyone know bout death
And you can t give morals onto either one,
Or justify it or come back and say it was worth the test
Well, when you give death you get death back
That s the way the cycle works
Well, when you ve taken - you get things taken from you
That s situational, that s your friends
you ve kept while doing the dirt
[Chorus 2x]

When gone the road to sweet athy,
Hurroo, hurroo,
When gone the road to sweet athy,
Hurroo, hurroo
When gone the road to sweet athy,
With a stick in my hand, a drop in my eye.
Oh, don't you love, now don't you cry,
Johnny i hardly knew a.
Chorus:
With your guns & drums & drums & guns
Hurroo, hurroo,
With your guns & drums & drums & guns
Hurroo, hurroo,
With your guns & drums & drums & guns
The enemy nearly slew you,
My darling dear, you look so queer,
Johnny I hardly knew you.
Where are the eyes that looked so mild,...etc. (x3)
When you my poor heart first beguiled,
Why did you skedaddle from me and the child,
Johnny i hardly knew you.
With your guns & drums & drums & guns
Hurroo, hurroo,
With your guns & drums & drums & guns
Hurroo, hurroo,
With your guns & drums & drums & guns
The enemy nearly slew you,
My darling dear, you look so queer,
Johnny I hardly knew you.
Where are the legs with which you run,...etc. (x3)
Before you went to carry a gun,
Indeed you dancing days are done,
Johnny i hardly knew you.
With your guns & drums & drums & guns
Hurroo, hurroo,
With your guns & drums & drums & guns
Hurroo, hurroo,
With your guns & drums & drums & guns
The enemy nearly slew you,
My darling dear, you look so queer,
Johnny I hardly knew you.
You haven't an arm, you haven't a leg,...etc. (x3)
You're an eyeless, noseless, chickenless egg,
You'll have to put out a bowl to beg,
Johnny i hardley knew you.
With your guns & drums & drums & guns
Hurroo, hurroo,
With your guns & drums & drums & guns
Hurroo, hurroo,
With your guns & drums & drums & guns
The enemy nearly slew you,
My darling dear, you look so queer,
Johnny I hardly knew you.
I'm happy for to see you home...
Hurrop, hurroo
Lord, we're happy for to see you home
Yeah, we're happy for to see you home
Though indeed you cannot see your home
Why on earth were you inclined to roam?

I sat me down, I'm new in town
So it's my shout sir, it's my round
the children mock me all through town
Sticks and stones all over
I'm a over drunk or sober
I go trampelling this world over
And when I die let me go
For I'm a Rover drunk or sober
In the watchful eye of Pope John Paul
I loved one girl most of all
Now I've known girls in every town
but not a one can hold me down
Cuz' I'm a over drunk or sober
I go trampelling this world over
And when I die let me go
For I'm a Rover drunk or sober
Yeah I broke that young girl's heart
And I've seen young hearts ripped apart
When Ireland called me to the clover
but now the fight is over
So I'm a over drunk or sober
I go trampelling this world over
And when I die let me go

One bright mornin' I walked down the glen
and down the mountain side
Not bound to work in the clay no more,
to go where the day may bide
And down the boreen a cold wind rose, a ghost upon the breeze
To moan and kick up old angers and torments upon me
Get back you specters, back you shades that haunt me in my dreams
For I am bound to see a brand new lover
And off they ran as small birds sang at me within the trees
Under the sun and how I enjoyed my own continuity
It was luck and privilege that brought me here, and strength

"Here how you get em. He pulls a knife you pull a gun.
He sends one yours to the hospital you send one of
his to the morgue. That's the Chicago way"!
Live by the sword or live by the gun
or trapped in a fire with nowhere to run
God bless you and god keep you child every where you go
God bless you and god keep you child well in Chicago
walk there in my footsteps love
where I once did before
and peace will come to you upon
that dark and endless shore
God bless you and god keep you child every where you go
God bless you and god keep you child well in Chicago
every corner of this town my love
will become known to you
and this shield above your heart my love
is a brotherhood to you
God bless you and god keep you child every where you go
God bless you and god keep you child well in Chicago
God bless you and god keep you child every where you go

Oh I drank with Father Dunne last night
to the break of dawn
Playin' every song we could recite
to the break of dawn
With a fine young girl upon my knee
and a glass of whiskey next to me
With a here we go and a one two three
to the break of dawn
Drinkin'
WHISKEY, OH WHISKEY, OH WHISKEY ALL NIGHT LONG
OH WHISKEY, OH WHISKEY, OH WHISKEY UNTIL THE BREAK OF DAWN
Battering the old wood flood
to the break of dawn
Let the pipers blow and the rafters roar
to the break of dawn
Now go and roisin up that bow once more
Black the windows lock the door
Pour me one and pour one more
to the break of dawn
Drinkin'
WHISKEY, OH WHISKEY, OH WHISKEY ALL NIGHT LONG
OH WHISKEY, OH WHISKEY, OH WHISKEY UNTIL THE BREAK OF DAWN
Let's go!
We drank every glass to Chief O'Neil
to the break of dawn
Oh until my mind began to reel
to the break of dawn
Oh and down the shore I made my way
To lie beneath the dawning day
and watch the small birds fly away
to the break of dawn
Drinkin'
WHISKEY, OH WHISKEY, OH WHISKEY ALL NIGHT LONG

Early in the mornin'
'Til the rising of the moon
Summer is here again
On the south side of ChicagoLand
Of cards and dice and pubs I sing
Oh of cards and dice and pubs I sing
Oh of all of my favorite things
Early in the mornin'
'Til the rising of the moon
There is no rest for a troubled mind
in these tough economic times
the rich stay rich and we stay poor
Oh the rich stay rich and we stay poor
and we will forever more
Early in the mornin'

Come and fill up you glasses with Whiskey and beer
And my god bless and keep every one of you here
May he fill your hearts with love and then
may you prosper in this live again and again
and again and again
And wherever you go
whatever you do
May peace be with each of and every one you
and wherever you go
whatever you do
may peace be with you your whole life through
now woe to you wherever you go
to all of you bastards who have cheated me so
may you lay awake roaring in misery and woe
and be quickly defeated wherever you go
And wherever you go
whatever you do
may you suffer the curse of god on you
FUCK YOU!
May you lose the eyes from your miserable face
and spend all your days here in scorn and disgrace
may not one of your prayers or your wishes come true
may you be confounded whatever you do
your mother is dying up in the bed
you went outside put a pint in your head
you rattled the roof and you rattled the floor
'tis the Garda come in and threw you out the door
You stumbled out in darkness trembling all over
you fell down on the roadside in the water in the clover
the wind began to howl like a lifeless gang of drovers
the vermin are a swarming all around you in the clover
the bones of the people who died in this ditch
lay rotten beneath you and blacker then pitch
down deep in the ground by the old fiery ring
all prisoners forever to dance and to sing
the wind carries the howls of the hounds on the moon
closer and closer then ever before
louder and louder the Closer they tread
be still and the fuckers might think you are dead
You stumbled out in darkness trembling all over
you fell down on the roadside in the water in the clover
the wind began to howl like a lifeless gang of drovers
the faeries are a swarming all around you in the clover

I wrote her name next to mine
A long, long time ago
I wrote her name next to mine
and I said I love You so
ON THE SOUTH SIDE OF TOWN
ON THE SOUTH SIDE OF TOWN
I wrote her name next to mine
on the south side of town
I drank with friends when we were young
a long, long time ago
I drank with friends when we were young
who are gone forever oh
ON THE SOUTH SIDE OF TOWN
ON THE SOUTH SIDE OF TOWN
I drank with friends when we were young
on the south side of town
I watched the sun rise on this town
a long, long time ago
I watched the sun rise on this town
Like it always will I know
ON THE SOUTH SIDE OF TOWN
ON THE SOUTH SIDE OF TOWN
I watched the sun rise on this town...