The Bloody Irish Boys все тексты (слова) песен, переводы, видео, клипы
- Drink, Drink, Drink
Everytime I get back up I just fall back down
Everytime it seems ok thats when I start to drown
Is it wrong is it right where am I tonight
I need a bottle maybe 12 just to feel alright
Drink Drink Drink drink it down
Drink Drink Drink for me
Drink Drink Drink drink to drown
- Drunk Tonight
Take me back to that open road
Where it leads ill never know
Take me back to that place ive been
Where I said id never be again
So raise your glasses to thee
Celebrate another drunken year for me
- Finnegan's Wake
Tim Finnegan lived in Walkin Street
A gentle Irishman mighty odd
He had a brogue both rich and sweet
An to rise to the world he carried a hod
He had sort of a tipplers way
For the love of the liquor poor tim was born
To help him on his way each day
He had a drop of the craythur every morn