I used to wonder where my da was at night When him and ma would start to fight Out soaked in 95th street beer It was the strap I had to fear As he would prowl around the southside at night
I'm old enough now in these places to be seen With every gobshite fuckin tinker and jackeen To Christina's place I'm drunk as hell Or even the Ashford house as well There was always one place that kept me in
Your always welcome at teehans Any time of the year You're always welcome at teehans And I wish you were here
While Shawn was outside pissing in the row Regis was in the back counting her dough And Sue and Eileen were there Without a bother or a care Linda had your last shot before you'd go
Now our resident philosopher is Noel And soon enough it's two and time for him to go But we're not done no fucking way It's back to the west side where I stay And the four o'clock bars that never close
I've shook hands with city fathers and with cogs And simple men that climbed in from the bogs That said that music is a higher call Than philosophy and art and all The wisdom thats created by these dogs
Now when I left home the fire it was lit To keep the faeries out my ma went into fits And it was way down in Berlin They cursed me for an Englishman But to tell the truth I cannot give a shit.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
