by The Tossers on album Communication And Conviction: Last Seven Years

When gone the road to sweet athy, Hurroo, hurroo, When gone the road to sweet athy, Hurroo, hurroo When gone the road to sweet athy, With a stick in my hand, a drop in my eye. Oh, don't you love, now

by The Tossers on album Communication And Conviction: Last Seven Years

Where the hell do you get these names from? D'Ampton worm? I like my Guinnesses plural. ...Shit. John D'Ampton went a-fishing once, a-fishing in the weir, He caught a fish upon his hook he thought l

by The Tossers on album Miscellaneous

What is called Queenstown is called the Cobh of Cork What is called Queenstown is called the Cobh of Cork What is called Queenstown is called the Cobh of Cork What is called Queenstown is called the C

by The Tossers on album Miscellaneous

Well, I consented to throw a ball And out they all were turning All the wise ones, one and all All the men and women of learning All of learning the lazy ways Of rag men and their brothers Slothful a

by The Tossers on album On a Fine Spring Evening

I stumbled into Merrion tow to listen to a tune. I fought my way down Grafton by the rising of the moon. I sat on the floor of my poxy room just me and the BBC eating bachelor’s beans out of the tin

by The Tossers on album Communication And Conviction: Last Seven Years

I'll tell me Ma when I go home The boys won't leave the girls alone They pull my hair, they steal my comb But that's all right till I go home She is handsome, she is pretty She is the belle of Du

by The Tossers on album On a Fine Spring Evening

One bright morning I walked down the glen and down the mountain side. Not bound to work in the clay no more to go where the day may bide. And down the borren a cold wind rose, a ghost upon the breeze.

by The Tossers on album On a Fine Spring Evening

I used to wonder where my da was at night When him and ma would start to fight Out soaked in 95th street beer It was the strap I had to fear As he would prowl around the southside at night I'm old en

by The Tossers on album Miscellaneous

It's still tonight under the stars The wind is calm, no windows barred All birds sleep sound, back from afar And all the land is at peace The morning rose upon that day Our son from us was taken away

by The Tossers on album On a Fine Spring Evening

When I was a child I would lie in the green and look up to the sky. Pondering how our gravity held us from floating into nothingness to die. Into nothingness to die, shit. Then where did I come from?

by The Tossers on album Miscellaneous

This world is hard and no one gives a shit To help anyone or give them their just pay There is no hand out and they take more than they give And you find you're going crazier each day And the one you

by The Tossers on album On A Fine Spring Evening

I stumbled into Merrion tow to listen to a tune. I fought my way down Grafton by the rising of the moon. I sat on the floor of my poxy room just me and the BBC eating bachelor's beans out of the tin,

by The Tossers on album On a Fine Spring Morning

I stumbled into Merrion tow to listen to a tune. I fought my way down Grafton by the rising of the moon. I sat on the floor of my poxy room just me and the BBC eating bachelor's beans out of the tin,

by The Tossers on album Communication and Conviction

When gone the road to sweet athy, Hurroo, hurroo, When gone the road to sweet athy, Hurroo, hurroo When gone the road to sweet athy, With a stick in my hand, a drop in my eye. Oh, don't you love, now

by The Tossers on album Communication & Conviction: Last Seven Years

When gone the road to sweet athy, Hurroo, hurroo, When gone the road to sweet athy, Hurroo, hurroo When gone the road to sweet athy, With a stick in my hand, a drop in my eye. Oh, don't you love, now

by The Tossers on album Agony

I remember the rosary, the Catechism and the stations of the cross the plenary indulgence and i know it isn't this Depression and nightmares and panic through and through Although i have been successf

by The Tossers on album Agony

I remember the rosary, the Catechism and the stations of the cross the plenary indulgence and i know it isn't this Depression and nightmares and panic through and through Although i have been successf

by The Tossers on album On a Fine Spring Evening

O where are you now my love of mine I've had every drop of my brandy and wine Until I am safe within your arms My tears fill all of my days O say that you won't leave me and say you won't deceive me.

by The Tossers on album Agony

I’ll take the bucket to the well, Siobhan, oh Siobhan. For to boil your breakfast and to keep the cottage warm. And for the blend your whiskey, so you can drink it here at home, Oh please don&rs

by The Tossers on album Communication And Conviction: Last Seven Years

Tim Finnegan lived on Walkin Street, A gentleman Irish mighty odd Well, he had a brogue both rich and sweet, An' to rise in the world he carried a hod Well, he had a bit of a timmlin' way With a lo