A nation once again…my munki hole

In such a state of crisis, Irlanda has voted in the second coming of the Idiot-child. They had Dubya. We have N’dahhhhhh

So proud…oh so proud

“The future is the only place we have to live” N’dahhhhhh

and here’s what it actually sounds  like

The flag is evil
Welcome: living leg-end

I was walking down the street
I saw a poster at the top

I was only on one leg
The streets were fucked

And the poster at the top of street said:
“Do you work hard?”

I was only on one leg
The road hadn’t been fixed
I had to be in for half six

I was only on one leg
My blue eyelids were not
There was a curfew at half nine
For my kids

There was a poster at the top of the street
Encapsulated in plastic
It had a blind man

So I said: “Blind man, have mercy on me.”
I said: “Blind man, have mercy on me.”

The flat is evil and full of cavalry and Calvary
And calvary and cavalry.

“Do you work hard?”
It said, “I am from Hebden Bridge.
Somebody said to me: I can’t understand a word you said.”

Said: “ 99% of non smokers die”
“Do you work hard?”
“Do you work hard?”

I was walking down the street
And saw a picture of a blind man

The flat is evil
Of core? cavalry and calvary

Of core

Blind man, have mercy on me
Said, blind man, have mercy on me
I am a ?
My blues eye get…ID/I get
My curfew was due half eight
Now its half past six

My curfew is at 9:30
I said. “Do you?”
Blind man! Have mercy on me
Blind man! Have mercy on me
Blind man! Have mercy on me

I’m on one leg
My eyes can’t get fixed
And my kids
Can’t blue eyes get fixed

Blind man! Have mercy on me
Blind man! Have mercy on me

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