What the Fuck are you doin'? He's fuckin drunk.
Jesus Murphy, that boy's always around here drunk,
think's he's Jamaican. I'll give that boy a good rappin'.
Irish People, Back to the Front.
Hollar if ya high, stomp ya feet if ya drunk. x2
Mana shouldn't try dis, yes a me the Irish,
the flyest, wildist type that go the longest.
Pass me the Wisky, pass me the Gin,
We finish the Guiness and trouble we get in.
When me rollin wit meself, or me rollin with the clan,
me right hand Mancho got the knife in his hand.
We try to play it cool, but when we out drinkin, son,
I act like a fool. Man that screw face, and man that carry tool,
but that the (no idea), we bun them out too.
Irish People, Back to the Front.
Hollar if ya high, stomp ya feet if ya drunk. x4
Friday night things couldn't get live'r. Two bottles
of Bushmill, dollar one for the driver. Let go.
Brand new (no idea), fresh wallies on me feet,
we just got back from workin' on the beat at the HEATSHAK,
HEATSHAK, We'll always make it hot, we'll always be around weather you like it or not.
Yes me Irish, Irish, me'll always do a shot. Here.
I'll always take a drink and sing, Me'll always do my thing. I go.
Yes me love me culture, dance and song, thats why we put it behind the (no Idea).
(No idea) get me and I here it in the song.
London Fall, repeat again tell it to dem
London Fall, repeat again tell it to dem
London Fall, I tell the people in the house no protestant rule, for real.
Irish People, Back to the Front.
Hollar if ya high, stomp ya feet if ya drunk. x2
Irish people out there, hollar if ya high, yeah yeah, hollar if ya drunk, Yeah, Yeah.
Stomp ya feet, what ya want?
Now let me hear Finnigan's and Mehomes.
I wanna hear O'Brien and McLoghlan.
I wanna hear, say, the Healy's and Connolly's.
Let me hear, say, the Brennan's and Nugent's
Wanna hear, say, McClellan's and Ryan'
