Eleven and Three Quarters is a way out
But a way in too –
Under criminal possession
But above the rapped wrists
Doled out by pissed up shits
In Garda jackets – Smoked in sheds in lieu
Of anything else
Cause there’s nothing here to do.
I saw one stand and shout as a body
Floated down the Dargle.
Just a young lad gone mad
Too fond of the gargle
Snagged on a Penney’s tag on a cracked brick
Sprayed murky red.
Face down, empty bag, another prick’s names been read.
I’m going to cause an issue
I know I will
Too many thoughts in my head
And time to kill
Motherfucker
T-Shirt Tucker
Never really was a looker
Went and took her
That’s just fine
Really mate, just sublime
Pill-checker
Head-wrecker
Rickshaw off
Exchequer
Pill-Checker
Head-Wreacker
Rickshaw off
Exchequer.
Trinners is for Winners
Then I suppose I’ve lost-
The plot again
For thinking that I had it sussed.
Tried to kick the drink
Like a Cambodian can-bomb,
Blew my arse through my head
Now I know I’m fucked.
And three-bed-houses
Lie like the teeth
Of a smiling portrait
That’s dead beneath
All these safety nets
Can’t catch us all
Step off the edge
And take that fall.
An Erasmus student said
“You Irish, drink to die”
I laughed and kept walking
I had cans to buy
I’m going to cause an issue x8
I know I will
Motherfucker
T-Shirt Tucker
Never really was a looker
Went and took her
That’s just fine
Really mate, just sublime
Pill-checker
Head-wrecker
Rickshaw off
Exchequer
Pill-Checker
Head-Wreacker
Rickshaw off
Exchequer.
I might cause an issue
I know I will
Too many thoughts in my head
And time to kill.
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