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Galway Bay

Graham Johnson

The Last Rose of Summer: Best Loved Songs of Ireland

1994

the cabin 
And watch the barefoot gossoons at their play 
For the breezes blowing over the seas from Ireland 
Are perfumed by the heather as they blow

split no bullshit once you get hit
Death by strangulation with Rosary Beads
If you strict catholic
You're Arabic, King of Nazareth
I'm John Huston, listen

prayed  Don't open your mouth!'
Sometimes I wanna scream, sometimes I wanna roar
Sometimes I wanna grab you by your thick head
And shout right down your

By a hammer blow of size and scale
With BSE just the final nail
In the coffin of this English dream
That lies out there  on the village green
While

START LIVING LIFE AGAIN

When we steal back home 
Slip on our robes and turn on the stove 
Disconnect the phone line 
Blow off the webs 
Turn up