Lured by the rocking horse, sweets, and bualadh bos, sixty wild boys to a room
Sing lámh lámh eile, the dish ran away with the spoon
Black shoes and stockings for those who say 'don't'
Blue is the colour outside
God made the world the snake tempted eve and we died
Wild christian brothers sharpening their leathers
Learn it by heart that's the rule
All i remember is dreading september and school.
But they made me for better or worse the fool that i am or the wise man i'll be
And they gave me their blessings or curse, it wasn't their fault that i'm me
Not the one that you see.
The priest in confession condemns my obsession with thoughts that i sometimes invite
I mumble and stutter he bangs home the shutter good night
Stainless as steel you know how i feel, shoot me while i'm still in the clear
I don't think i'll last but my promise no doubt was sincere
Arch confraternity men to the fight raise up you're banners on high
Searching for grace in the holy rat race securing my place when i die.
Ballrooms of romance in salthill and mallow i stood like john wayne by the wall
Lined up like cattle we wait to do battle and fall
You can't wine and dine her in an old morris minor but ask her before it's too late
I danced on their toes accepted their 'no's' as my fate
Drink was my saviour it made me much braver
But i couldn't hold it too well
I slept though the dance i blew my last chance when i fell.