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RIGHT, YOUNGFLA. TOWNTNI?
Out of ethanol Not one drop from the bottle Held upside down Shelves have fuck all Spent my morning drinking petrol full throttle. What time is love? Reads the train times at transcentral My dental plan is transcendental My hygienist sucks out plaqued mental faculties Here, there, on Grafton Street, on a black sand beach…
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HATEMYBIRD
I’m in a beer garden ranting at blokes I feel the feeling climbing me With dutch courage to bolster my confidence I am hardened My mother’s boy is a bard, kinship Mary Arden End of my rope, lads, end of my rope Slug of pint, worm of missed lip drink – ends on that smoke?…
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Mind the Parish
Come around Kilmacud Couldn’t call it hood Still come around and buy me shrubs Rent is high assures no shlubs Three artisanal bakeries, only two pubs Come shape throwing around Balally Hope you don’t cross paths with Daddy.
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Eviction Notice
When I show the deeds The occupant laughs at me He’s inside while I’m on the streets But when I roll up killing mood On the speakers 80s Killing Joke Sounds like Nirvana Come As You Are You’re sitting funny like cum up arse When I roll up Kilmacud With my hood up thinking Kill…
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A Good Fighting Man
Operation’s hitchless Go awry then we ditch this, switch hips and boot lifts Cement in my wrist Means bricks in my fist Blood in my piss After his left hook hits He slips my mitts and peppers me Marks like zits His movement impresses me Lean as a prepper, see Chose rock, he papers me …
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