Тексты песен «Paddy And The Rats»

While dogs were fuck in the kitchen My girl just fucked with my mind aWhy don't you have got a real job Why are you just fuck your time?" So i had to go to Murphy's, Coz i couldn't write a rhyme I drank a lot of whiskey...

Far on the highlands A thousand graves can tell you How blood and sorrow Can be truly value The ghost of our proud heroes Whispers 'bout the past It's painting the sky With the holy blood of irish Freedom' Far on...

There was a time when I was so high I was in the war for my country and fight I had a child and a beutiful wife But my whole fucking life have changed on one damned night So fuck you Im drunk, fuck you Im drunk Fuck you...

We ran outta beer, rum kept us alive Killed all the english, did not fear to fight Now we have to come, hurry, hurry home To fill up the portion, that will make us strong Sail with the wind, not far away Our dear Irish...

Sailor Sally was her name Workin for the Pub-Marine Fish and chips and gasoline smelled on her ginger hair On high heels, so stumblin' Crooned a song of a submarine Took a cigarette, spilled a gin Her tongue cuted like...

Across the silver river Over the delphs and hills To see the sun is shining bright Above the greenest fields I look for the maker of a?ire Who makes the world go round Just wait a response patiently But I just can hear...

One Friday night I was strolling out To get me outta here Go to the pub just for a black stuff But it ended up with ten beer Coz a lady came and she start to complain And bluster to me all night She paid me the drinks...

Im a loaded gun, bang bang Terrible hang man In a false position, Incredible jam jam Serious in fight, fight Swagger to the wild side Give a wink, pay a drink If you wanna win We will stay together And only feel...