More songs by The Scratch
Description
Associated Performer: The Scratch feat. Kevin Rheault
Associated Performer, Producer: The Scratch
Associated Performer, Vocal: Kevin Rheault
Composer, Lyricist: Daniel Lang
Composer, Lyricist: Conor Dockery
Lyricist, Composer: Cathal Mckenna
Mixing Engineer, Producer: John 'Spud' Murphy
Engineer: Thomas Donoghue
Mastering Engineer: Ted Jensen
Lyrics and translation
Original
I was messing at a gathering atop a hill of a
Brisk and shepherds morning
Air so cold you could crack it on a knee
I train the eye like an eagle and watch the
Creatures flee one by one
Sometimes you get lucky
Sometimes they'll disappear back up their
Own arse if it's not too mucky
If you're lucky
So smug and busy
Just another suit yourself is he
He's an Irish man though
So stick your harps up a yipaderry-o
Stubbin' a toe upon a peg by a tent too bent
Outta shape to house the critters
Ye single out the feather of a hat of another
String it to the bow ye stole from another brother
Sometimes ye get lucky (ah ye would)
Sometimes they'll disappear back up their
Own arse if it's not too mucky
If you're lucky
So smug and busy
Just another suit yourself is he
He's an Irish man though
So stick your harps up a yipaderry-o
You tellin' me how you feel
Is not why I have my walls up
The further out the wings you get
The closer you become instead
You telling me how you feel
Gold Celtic sauce drippin glaze from a rusty
Old face of a fireplace
Jetblack anorak covered up panic attack
Mouthpiece for the righteous
But not a single word or act that tells me you
Stand with the gracious at all
Dressed the part but yet to play the part
So rise up I say but ye can't
You're as flat as a snakes bollo*ks
Ask yourself what you truly want you'd
Be sad first but sad less
What are you so afraid of?
You Telling me how you feel
So smug and busy
Just another suit yourself is it
He's an Irish man though
So stick your harps up a yipaderry-o