Тексты песен «Tossers»

Well, it's oh so late, are you asleep? Well, 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 Well, there was a girl, so long ago All through the...

Well this world is hard and no one gives a shit to help anyone or give them their just pay. There ain't no hand out and they take more than they give and you find you're going crazier each day. And the one you love,...

I'll tell me ma when I go home The boys won't leave the girls alone They pull my hair, they steal my comb But that's all right till I go home She is handsome, she is pretty She is the belle of Dublin city She is...

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...

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...

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...

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...

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...

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,...

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 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...

"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...

I'll give to you Paper and pin that's the way that love begins if you will marry marry marry marry if you will marry me Well I don't want your paper and pins if that's how you say that love begins well I won't marry...

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...

Why spend your leisure bereft of pleasure A massing treasure, why scrape and save? Why look so canny at every penny? You'll take no money within the grave Landlords and gentry with all their plenty Must still go empty...

What is called Queenstown is called the Cobh of Cork [4x], So I think I'd like some brandy and some port. [Chorus:] Well there's nothing wrong with a drop or two, For there's no harm that will come to you. It makes...

Where do children go when they're not crying childish tears They go to paradise up above and live throughout the years But then where do they go when they do cause their parents grief They spend all long years in a...

Old Reilly stole a stallion But they caught him and they brought him back And they laid him down on the jailhouse ground With an iron chain around his neck. Old Reilly's daughter got a message That her father was goin'...

Well, I've been there, seven drunken nights Uh hmm, I've been there seven drunken nights, seven drunken days Uh hmm Oh, as I went home on Monday night as drunk as drunk could be I saw a horse outside the door where my...

The thunder cracks at the hills and plains, The rain does lash at your window pane. I am the ghost of your past refrain, I'm your conscience, let me in, let me in, I'm your conscience, let me in. You cannot bear to go...