Intro
Verse 1
He Hit Me Right In The Face.
I Drove The Falcon Uptown.
Hung Out In The Library Parking Lot.
The Swelling'll Never Go Down.
Pint Of Hiram Walker In The Lining
Of My Father's Old Corduroy Coat
Big, Big Plans Hatching In My Brain And A
Big Ugly Lump In My Throat.
I Went Up To Harvey Mudd And I Played Pinball
'Til I Didn't Want To Kill Anyone.
Polished Off All My Cheap Whiskey
And Stepped Out Into The California Sun.
Chorus
-This Is Gaelic-
Singing Bainne Na Mbó Is Na Ngamhna,
And The Juice Of The Barley For Me.
Singing Bainne Na Mbó Is Na Ngamhna,
And The Juice Of The Barley For Me, Yeah.
Break
Verse 2
My Thirst Carried Me Up The Coast,
Where It Only Got Sharper, God Damn It,
In A Small Room That Got Even Smaller
A Block Away From The Wilamette.
I Had A Couple Of Things On My Mind,
A Number Of Problems To Think Through,
And I Drank 'Til I Couldn't See Straight Anymore
Until There Was Nothing To Drink To.
There Was Nowhere I Needed To Go,
And Nowhere I Wanted To Be.
And My Window At Two-Fifty-Three North Broadway Looked Out At Nothing
And Nothing Looked Right Back At Me.
Chorus
Singing Bainne Na Mbó Is Na Ngamhna,
And The Juice Of The Barley For Me.
Sing It! Bainne Na Mbó Is Na Ngamhna,
And The Juice Of The Barley For Me.
Oh!
Outro
