Текст песни The Blarney Stone

Get off my ass you wee bitty fuck if I pull out the claymore you're shit outta luck who's that girl, that pretty young thing after I fuck her she'll get up and sing Aye Aye Aye sharpen your boot, and bludgeon your eye Aye Aye Aye the Blarney Stone brings a tear to me eye down to the pub for a two shilling ale the bread on the counter is going stale if I don't get some fresh bread soon gonna punch you in your face and bark at the moon Aye Aye Aye sharpen your boot, and bludgeon your eye Aye Aye Aye the Blarney Stone brings a tear to me eye Aint got no girl 'cuz I haven't the time got too many other things on me mind Patty was nice she was pale and cute but I threw her away like an old piece of fruit Aye Aye Aye sharpen your boot, and bludgeon your eye Aye Aye Aye the Blarney Stone brings a tear to me eye got ooze in my pores my feet are all wet got mold in my ears but I ain't dead yet got stones in me bladder got a crack in me head when Patty starts cryin' this is what I said Aye Aye Aye sharpen your boot, and bludgeon your eye Aye Aye Aye the Blarney Stone brings a tear to me eye