Dann mal was Irishes:
Monto - Montgomery road, ist der red light district von Dublin und wird in diesem Lied ironisch als internationale Sehenswürdigkeit und Ziel für Staatsbesuche dargestellt. Pòg mo thòin (gesprochen als 'pogue mahone') heißt etwa: Leck mich am ...
Well if you got a wing-o,take her up to ring-o,
Where the waxies sing-O,all the day,
If you had your fill of Porter,and you can't go any further,
Give our man the order,back to the quay,
[Chorus]
And take her up to Monto,Monto,Monto,
Take her up to Monto Lan-ge-ru,to you,
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You heard the Duke of Gloucester,the dirty old imposter,
He took the Mot and lost her up in the Furry Glen,
He first put on his bowler,and he buttoned up his trousers,
Then he whistled for his growler,and he said my man,
[3]
You heard the Dublin Fusileers,the dirty old bamboozileers,
They went and got the childer,one,two,three,
Marching from the linin hall,there's one for every cannonball,
And Vick's going to send them all o're the sea..
[4]
When Carey told on ''Skin The Goat'' O Donnell caught him in the boat,
He wished he'd never been afloat,the dirty skite,
It wasn't very sensible to tell on the Invincibles,
They stood up for their principles,day and night.
[5]
Now when the czar of Russia and the king of prussia,
Landed in the Phoinex in a big balloon,
They asked the polismen to play ''The Wearing Of The Green'',
But the buggers in the depot didn't know the tune.
[6]
Now the Queen she came to call on us,
She wanted to see all of us,
I' glad she didn't fall on us,she's eighyeen stone,
Mister Milord the Mayor say's she,
Is this all you've got to show for me,
Why no mam there's more to see ''Pog Mo Thoin.
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Und dann natürlich "The Holy Ground", ein song über ein ehemaliges
Seefahrer-Bordell in Cork:
Fare thee well, my lovely Dinah, a thousand times adieu.
We are bound away from the Holy Ground and the girls we love so true.
We'll sail the salt seas over and we'll return once more,
And still I live in hope to see the Holy Ground once more.
(Shouted) Fine girl you are!
(Sung) You're the girl that I adore,,,
And still I live in hope to see the Holy Ground once more.
Now when we're out a-sailing and you are far behind
Fine letters will I write to you with the secrets of my mind,
The secrets of my mind, my girl, you're the girl that I adore,
And still I live in hope to see the Holy Ground once more.
Oh now the storm is raging and we are far from shore;
The poor old ship she's sinking fast and the riggings they are tore.
The night is dark and dreary, we can scarcely see the moon,
But still I live in hope to see the Holy Ground once more.
It's now the storm is over and we are safe on shore
We'll drink a toast to the Holy Ground and the girls that we adore.
We'll drink strong ale and porter and we'll make the taproom roar,
And when our money is all spent we'll go to sea once more.
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It's not those who inflict the most, but those who endure the most, who will conquer. MP.Vol.Bobby Sands
'I know kung fu, karate, and 37 other dangerous words'
Misspellings are *very special effects* of me keyboard
