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The average irishman

Forfatter: Søren Haandbæk
Melodi: Raggle Taggle Gypsy

We are irish men,
and now and then,
we sing the song of Irelen' (Ireland),
so cock your ear
and you will hear,
the song about the average fucking irishman.

So the britts come here,
drink tea not beer,
they kill us all, and return next year,
so the english twats
with their english hats,
they are hated by the spiteful average irishman.

And now the beer,
the booze, the beer,
it streams from the tits of the irish hare.
But you'll turn pale,
if you drink our ale,
strong beer is preffered by the average irishman.

We love to fight,
your arse to smite,
to beat you up that is our right.
So if you're comin' here
you better run in fear,
you'll be injured by a hord of angry irishmen.

Their hair is red,
and they're unwed,
the irish damsels are great in bed.
They drink like fish,
are all grateful (ish),
the native gals are loved by every irishman.

Now answer me this,
with our land of bliss,
why does everyone us dismiss?
We're all disliked
and stereotyped,
because everyone is jealous of the irish man.

Inspireret af Dennis Leary's "traditional irish folk song", der opsumerede genren, ville jeg prøve selv. Hvor godt det gik skal jeg ikke kunne sige. Det skal dog siges at nogle rim nærmest kræver en irsk udtale.

Søren Haandbæk soren@haandbaek.dk

Forresten, hvordan opretter jeg mig? Jeg ved at siden er gammel og sådan, og at processen kræver en AIM adresse, noget som vist ikke er i brug længere, og når det er gjort skal man vente på godkendelse fra en administrator, noget som endnu ikke er sket.

Søren Haandbæk soren@haandbaek.dk

Sange T The average irishman
Syv kærester Sang The Bonny Swans
S Forbogstav U