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Mick Brady: Lyrics

Hey St. Patrick


We used to see them in Armani from Clonmel to Donnycarney

All the WAGS were falling off their Jimmy Choos

Taking choppers to the races, stripey shirts and big red faces

Stupid gobshites didn't have a clue

 

Bankers on the make, politicians on the take

Golden circles, digouts, dirty deals

The country torn apart by clowns

Watchdogs never made a sound

Tossers got the nation on its knees

Hey St Patrick, how’s the crack?

Why don’t you banish these *****

And let the snakes come back

Hey St Patrick, how’s the crack?

Why don’t you banish these *****

And let the snakes come back

 

Land of milk and honey, greedy bastards and their money

But Fingers got his fingers in the pie

Seanie boy still owes us millions, assholes gonna cost us billions

Patrick! You can't sit idly by!!

 

So let’s banish these cute hoors, let's make them pay their dues

Don't wanna hear about no ifs and buts

And bring back all the snakes, sure it’s only give and take

Hey Patrick, c’mon and do your stuff