Sir Reg - Drink Up Ya Sinners | Текст песни

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• Sir Reg
• Drink Up Ya Sinners

Yeah I seen on the news the economy’s shite
That you got the blues and yer livin’ on the dole
Two years have gone since you bought your new gaf
Well look at you now, ah you’re snivellin’ and broke

Drink up ya sinners, Drink all ya can
Drink away your sorrows you’re an Irish man
Drink up ya sinners, Drink all ya can
Drink away your sorrows you’re an Irish man

I remember the 80s, I was just a lad
and the airport was full with the cream of the land
Then they came home to a greedier place
Now they’re leaving again with the egg on their face

Drink up ya sinners, Drink all ya can
Drink away your sorrows you’re an Irish man
Drink up ya sinners, Drink all ya can
Drink away your sorrows you’re an Irish man

And the only thing I know is that we’ll make our way to heaven,
And the only thing I’m sure is that the other place is not a better place.

Drink up ya sinners, Drink all ya can
Drink away your sorrows you’re an Irish man
Drink up ya sinners, Drink all ya can
Drink away your sorrows you’re an Irish man

Now you’ve sold off yer house
and you’re selling the car
Moved back to yer ma’s
and u give her half your dole
You look to the future
and hope it’ll change
But you’re stuck here denying,
Ya threw it all away

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