: If you had the luck of the Irish You'd be sorry and wish you were dead You should have the luck of the Irish And you'd wish you was English instead
Now I'd like to turn to the folk song, which has become in recent years the particularly fashionable form of idiocy among the self-styled intellectual
One and one and two are three If you adhere to Irish logic That's just one of the many jokes of which the Irish are the topic You can talk about the luck
I wore out my welcome as the days grew thin In this Belfast town It's like I've been waitin' 'til my life begins Love comes around I wander through the
Pity the fate of a poor Irish stranger, That wanders so far from his home, That sighs for protection from want, woe, and danger, That knows not from which
Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral, Too-ra-loo-ra-li Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral, hush, now, don't you cry Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral, Too-ra-loo-ra-li Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral,
We Irish love to sing We Irish love to dance We Irish love to party Whener? we get the chance We have a lot of troubles But we have a pint of Guiness
If you had the luck of the Irish You'd be sorry and wish you were dead You should have the luck of the Irish And you'd wish you was English instead A
Let the rain kiss you Wash away my pain A minute to keep silence Time to think and time to weep Irish rain It's the only thing I share with you tonight
Ok, one, two, three, one two, three If you had the luck of the irish, You'd be sorry and wish you were dead. You should have the luck of the irish, And
so they say diamonds are a girls best friend, well i got some jewels for you! i want you as much as a genital herpes And love you as much as crabs
Io lo so che sara la, da qualche parte tra le nuvole, sara la che incontrero alla fine il mio destino; io non odio questa gente che ora devo combattere
One and one and two are three If you adhere to Irish logic That's just one of the many jokes of which The Irish are the topic You can talk about the luck
I wore out my welcome as the days grew thin In this Belfast town It's like I've been waitin' 'til my life begins And love comes around I wander through
Old song and old stories They keep us alive Without our past We would never survive I am my island My island is me So you know what you can do if you
Do not fornicate among the aliens. Their hazel arms were built. To Carry you from Place to place place to place Their arms are being built to carry you
I'm like subway, i keep it fresh ET gets the hoes I have vomit in my toes I was shopping on ebay for a school tray but i bought some hotpockets and a
The farmer stands proud of his tornado tentacles and all owls pressed through key holes and children tangled into cob webs My stomach speaks to me in
