by Paddy and the Rats on album Tales From The Docks

Life is hectic Not what you’ve expected Lads were movin’ from town You’re with a missy Put up with her with whiskey You never end the final round Watching youth walkin’ out the door B

by Paddy and the Rats on album Hymns for Bastards

You know the old story About sailor sally The years have passed away And the whiskey bottles too Working for the laundry Her service for the country Find her sacrifice nightly In the mountain d

by Paddy and the Rats on album Tales From The Docks

She was daughter of chief He was known as a thief But they fell in love with eachother Secret tryst under cover of nights They made vows to another On one foggy day, he was taken away To be kill

by Paddy and the Rats on album Tales From The Docks

We’re sailin’ out in foggy, dewy weahter Pillagin’ the Westcoasts Singin’ out the „turalurao” But labouring on wicked, old sea Was always making us row Tired of the „turalurao”

by Paddy and the Rats on album Tales From The Docks

It'’s funeral on Monday, it’'s shot in my coffee And at the morning I woke up into the coffin For Tuesday me gut’s like roller coaster Croweded all nite, clinked glasses with rooster Wednesda

by Paddy and the Rats on album Tales From The Docks

Our summer’s gone, we can’t get on feet I see your clouds movin’ over me You smell like storm and I can’t breath My dead leaves lay on the field The quilt of night’s falling too cold on

by Paddy and the Rats on album Hymns for Bastards

As he walks along the trail He's still all alone Tries to leave behind the demon That he draws along He knows it's only in the mind It won't rain all the time But nobody's on the road So he has

by Paddy and the Rats on album Hymns for Bastards

I was prowling all night Down the hell street Beside me a beggarman's stinky dog Talking 'bout life so bona fide Then woke up beside an old beggar mug Slept in the alley and dremt about sally My

by Paddy and the Rats on album Tales From The Docks

In 1909 on a vernal day A child was born near Dingle Bay In the thick of smashing disarray His life start was hard as we say But that's why he does't know a stay Try to beat him but it doesn't pa

by Paddy and the Rats on album Hymns for Bastards

Join the paddy crew! We beat up all the fly rats All you gotta do is Kidnap pretty sirens! Go on, footman Join the tribe, come on board! Fear no, cabin-guy Clean and shine your saber! All yo

by Paddy and the Rats on album Tales From The Docks

When the red moon rise by the river side Gives birth his creature with human heart Where the water cuts the shore Lifts up a shade out of the foam Shrouds of trees cuddling the hill Chill wind ro

by Paddy and the Rats on album Hymns for Bastards

Get home early in the morning Cigarettes on the floor Weekdays are fuckin' boring Drink more alcohol Don't listen to the doctor's warning I can hardly crawl As mother mary comes to me I just ge

by Paddy and the Rats on album Hymns for Bastards

The battle bells are calling Soldier on, Bastards! This pub is only our place Our army has the sign No one brakes our union We've drunk a lot of pint Of blood, we share the whiskeys Fellowshi

by Paddy and the Rats on album Hymns for Bastards

I leave this old town it makes me diseased With my rauchy bag full of wasted dreams My heart is raped and my soul is abused They took my pride i've got nothing to loose What if my way is not lon

by Paddy and the Rats on album Hymns for Bastards

Hitting in the mouth Blood is tasting rough Agression pulls me down But i need to stand tough There's no mistery Human will be fell Sound of misery Screamin' as a shrill bell Don't tolerate

by Paddy and the Rats on album Tales From The Docks

If you’re tired of the conquer Or just a shipwrecked sailor Come to the filthiest boozer Of the seven seas Here you don’t find an angel Just the toper rangers Boozer bums, shifty scums Drin

by Paddy and the Rats on album Hymns for Bastards

It's a farewell to Jenny I take the last chance now to Break Up for good this old sad romance How poignant is the foggy road to the harbour As she looks back from the prison door her eyes suffuse

by Paddy and the Rats on album Tales From The Docks

Sometimes I’m in the rough But I’m on my way This city makes me pissed off Take me away Fake tales of a nightmare Walking insane down the hall of fame Got a lotta shit in the mind I need

by Paddy and the Rats on album Tales From The Docks

Just a poor man’s son from the docks By Christ named Johnny made bucks with box Hey ho (hey ho) Johnny Weirdo The taste of blood turns on his mind He’s thrilled to kill with no alibi Hey ho

by Paddy and the Rats on album Hymns for Bastards

Back again to this old, damned city But everything has changed Dave's on rehab, mike's in detox, And jimmy's in the jail Screwed up lifes and fucked up friends With no future at all But i am onl