Chortle and get bottled shortly

What are ya laughing at

Cash in the attic, haven’t got half of that

Half of what you got in that bag was Daz

A single line you’ll be spinning like Taz

All my gold was brass

My only goal was brazzers and ass up in the gaff

Friend down from Naas, we’re buying grass down in the Naul

Says it’s a mad strain from Donegal, make a Samson bald

My favourite products get recalled

They demolished my favourite mall

RIP Crumlin shopping centre, how the mighty fall.

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