The Trek to Swords

Dude
Dude
Dude
Dude
Dude

NORTH CIRCULAR ROAD!

It's only for three weeks I think
An Cuarbhóthar Thuaidh
Three more weeks
You know so I
After three more weeks I think it's finished
But I'm not thinking of going on a holiday I'm thinking of going over to Amsterdam for one night
Hahaha
Two days one night bang bang, go home
Haha
That's not really a holiday man you spend 200 euros
You know what I mean
The ticket's 54
Ehh
You spend 10 euro a night on accommodation splash out 20
Then you have like 200 to spend you know
I know
I have this other bullshit you know the other stuff I have to deal with first so I dunno
You know my back is dodgy so I can't fucking lift shit so I can't work in Lidles or something
Can't guarantee you're gonna sit on the tills all day, can't even lift shit
You know
Not a bad idea man!
Yeahhhh not a bad idea!
Yeah exactl- hahaha
You should take your
You should take your bike
And go somewhere like Portugal or something, you know?

Tumult in my clouds
On a quiet afternoon
Your mind goes numb and your tongue becomes so loose
Furthermore, one thing to get in a mood
But a taxi ride home, to be deceitful too, it's cruel

Oooh
It's cruel
Oooh
It's cruel

Your mouth moved so I must have heard ya
I guess I'll figure it out
The house as blue as my hands, I poke the logs on the wood burner
You see the wool coming but it's always still a shock when the fog blur your vision
Not trimming shrubs that I should nurture
The pot simmer up like the floodwater
So I guess I'll swim til I drown

We carve the meat with our best knives
Good karma coming but it's hard to meet our next life
I scarred my feet and my chest's tight
Feathers dripping tar but my crest bright
I'm relatively arse over tit on a red stripe
I'm calm, you lie, i'll set aside all the words
The eulogy short, better call your hearse
You write your flight, try crawling first

Acting all calm but you don't come here for food
It's best to leave and go cry to 90s indie rock tunes
If that's cool
I can think of a few
That might suit

That's cool

Your mouth moved so I must have heard ya
I guess I'll figure it out
The house as blue as my hands, I poke the logs on the wood burner
You got me ridden with doubt
Your mouth moved so I must have heard ya
I guess I'll figure it out
The house as blue as my hands, I poke the logs on the wood burner
You got me ridden with doubt

Aha ah
But that's cool
That's cool I guess
Aha ah
That's cool

Brushing off dirt
She says try jump in my shoes
Alright the dagger's all yours cause of all that you've been through
I won't move

Aha ha
Buhbadam buhbadam buhbadam
I won't move no
Aha ha
Buhbadam buhbadam buhbadam



Credits
Writer(s): Luke Walsh
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