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Dúbh dóite Inár suí insan teach Gan pingin rua againn le fiú dhul amach Tá mé tinn tuirseach de bheith beo bocht Ach tá sin ar fad ag dhul le athrú anocht Mar tá mise is Mo Chara ag cur le chéile pleananna 'Is fuair muid ise ó doirteán, bham, bham, bham Is roimh i bhfad beidh muid báite insan airgead Tuilte go maith gan dabht young renegade Ag rith thart, tryna grab what we can Ó amharc, Mo Chara, sin security van "Now look man, don't wanna do you no harm Just éist leis an scéal and I'm sure it'll be grand 'Cause my friend Mo Chara, he's a bit of a psycho The type of fella loses the head at a typo So whatever you do, do whatever he says So éist Mo Chara, abair leis an craic if he says no Móglaí get the noose, I'll proper introduce myself I'm Mo Chara, and I'm not well, are yis ready for abuse? Ach ar dtús I'm sure you're thinking, Aw look That I seem decent and clever, don't I feel bad for this ever? Guilty conscience, no thanks I meditate and have plenty of wanks And I never spare a second thought for cunts in suits And when the revolution comes, I'm first out to loot Yeah New guds (new guds) happy days (happy days) So much comfort when you don't have to pay And when I'm happily tripped in designer gear Then all of you cunts are getting one behind the ear Yeah Go raibh maith agat Móglaí, ar aghaidh linn in the stoley Oíche Shathairn, mon go haifreann The collection box owes me Agus tá sé te teolaí Is lán le pensioners homie Tiocfaidh linn tús a cur le gaelgiggolos arís if you're lonely Money's no more stress, buíochas le G4S Tá ár bhfiacla ar fad íoctha, now it's time to invest, huh? Nah, I'm giving half to me ma Some blood money for my honeys And the rest to the ra Guilty conscience, no thanks I meditate and have plenty of wanks And I never spare a second thought for cunts in suits And when the revolution comes, I'm first out to loot Yeah New guds (new guds) happy days (happy days) So much comfort when you don't have to pay And when I'm happily tripped in designer gear Then all of you cunts are getting one behind the ear Yeah Guilty conscience, no thanks I meditate and have plenty of wanks And I never spare a second thought for cunts in suits And when the revolution comes, I'm straight out to loot Yeah New goods (new goods) happy days (happy days) So much comfort when you don't have to pay And when I'm happily tripped in designer gear Then all of you cunts are getting one behind the ear Yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah OBE's for the landlords
Writer(s): Denzel, Naoise Iarla O Caireallain, Liam Og O Hannaidh, James John O Dochartaigh Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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