Tag: irish
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I’m Wha’?
Walking around town with chest puffed They called me a poof until I’d had enough, three uppercuts duj duj and dujjjj Junkie who lives in a bush leans right in, inches from mush, got a smoke buuuud? Not even got to beggars bush or shepherd’s bush but my shepherd crooks makes me seek out crooks…
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City Leftovers
Most go to Oz like colony convicts Conflicts at home send them on wings wanderings Every country needs bar people, know Irishman know drinks Eventually convince someone to like you, bottle her like Brinks Even when half the men are gone I can’t get her number in They wonder why I’m not gone too, slumbering…
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Ninth Hour in Paddy Power
Still in with a chance, each way bet slip billowing in the wind whipping the bookie smoking area where a junkie is chilling Full of jellies you can tell and smell a pill head The race has started I hear tramping cavalry charging in Bet is a sure thing, your man said Gives good tips…
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How We Met
Tender as His Mercy Love can happen from Tinder On profiles we tender ourselves How can you expect affection when you won’t lend yourself to anyone a red second Wanted first, had second, third had no objection Never been an also ran, never had a second plan, self assured I’m iron man I’m not overcautious…
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Night Drive Neon Stained Skies
Key to things beyond my ken Obelisk tip is called Ben Ben It represents primordial land Song stage on which Atum stands. Drive what feels like ages Trees instead of walls still cages My life a thousand variations on beiges Need captain’s holiday on a Bejor lakeshore, no room on Risa Always expecting a downpour,…
Alchemisland 