Drunk to hell, I stood there nearly lifeless
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An old man in the corner sang where the water lillies grow
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I should have taken out a copyright
I set sail from the sweet Cobh of Cork
And on the jukebox Johnny sang about a thing called love
And it’s how are ya kid and what’s your name
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And how would you bloody know?
Sorry mate, poor form by me. Best of luck Sunday
In blood and death, neath a screaming sky