Lyrics

Walk to Dublin (Sucker Reprise)

Monday 6 June 2011, by Cécile Desbrun

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If I walk to Dublin
Cause my feet are god are sore
But I’ll show them
I’ve got a girl in my pocket book and some proverbs
Gonna take it take it there

Bulls and curdeling
And something’s happening
I’m property of my family
Gideon tell me where to go
I’m gonna show break down your father’s alter and moo

Do a jig
Do a jig
Do a jig

If I walk to Dublin
I’m gonna pass that turquoise lady in her new Nike flats and something’s flat
I said I need size 10,000 for my ass yes

Do a jig
Do a Jig
Make ‘em laugh
Do a Jig
Do a jig
Hey, make ‘em laugh
Cause he won’t be coming back
Said, he won’t be coming back

If I make the golden hordes and the lord needs men
He needs good men
The Lord he needs the U.S. Marines
I said I got them numbers in my sheep machine
I got me an electric sheep machine that

Do a jig
Do a jig
Do a jig
Let me plague myself with the west in his head
I said do a jig
Make ‘em laugh
Make ‘em laugh
Make ‘em laugh
Just make ‘em laugh
Cause he won’t be coming back
Cause he won’t be coming back
Said he won’t be coming back

spoken:
The drinking test is puzzling, pp puzzling
The drinking test is puzzling, Marcel
For those that laughed are described both as drinking as a dog
Drinking as a dog face they say was misplaced
We wonder whether the Lord chose a few good men
Whether the Lord chose the U.S. Marines