Get Outta Here
Belfast is my kind of town, I feel like a native already, only
Is this a catholic neighborhood
Or protestant
Sean, is it
Lads, I think we've got a catholic in the neighborhood
Well everyone you know's got a story like this
That begins as it ends, with a night on the piss
Getting separated from all of your mates and then
Some random eejit is your new best friend
Mon wi me we'll go back to a party, you'll be sweet
Jumping in a taxi to Flaggerston Street
You couldn't give a fuck, 20 odd years of peace
Just a place to chill, more pills blasting the beats
Blinds and lines are drawn, the craic is 90
The sound of some carrying on coming behind ye
A load of new faces, it's the party poopers
Scariest looking cunt there says
The atmosphere in the room begins to change
It's increasingly dawning on you you're somewhere strange
So you say, here, any of youse need a beer
And you slime outta the kitchen when the coast is clear
Beginning to think that we should get out of here
Not vibing with these dudes, that much is clear
Beginning to think that we should get out of here
Only hanging about with these dudes, cause they've loads of gear
Never understood going looking for fights
Cause it's a cast iron cert that'll ruin your night
We're just here for a sleggin and a bit of the bubbly
More painting your wagon, less the good, bad and ugly
Tossing back insults and getting all random
It's a damn sight better than ringing an ambulance
Over fuck all, you're gonna clobber him
Just cause you're fragile and can't take a slabbering
And if you're looking back up then I can't be bothering
The way you're getting on at the minute, well, I'd rather him
Accompany me on to the next venue
Where mindless violence is not on the menu
You calm down, I turn round, five minutes and then you
Are offering to fair dig, everyone on a hen do
Reckon you'll wreck her and wreck me and wreck him
How's about fuck up and wind your neck in
Beginning to think that we should get out of here
Not vibing with these dudes, that much is clear
I'm beginning to think that we should get out of here
Only hanging about with these dudes, cause they've loads of gear
On this side of the line Sean
You should use a loyal sounding name like John
It'll be safer
Yeah, I'm aware I'm a hypocrite, the stuff I just mentioned
But I'm telling you, each time it was not my intention
To go looking for trouble, go stirring the tension
But I wised up sometime around my sixth intervention
Essentially, I don't want you doing what I did
Cause eventually you'll end up either dead or inside, kid
Dead inside lad, an out of date iPad
You'll lose the thing that once made you fight, it's your pride lad
Walk away from the agro and living to tell
Or locked away in Maghaberry living in hell
And you'll be thanking yourself in the morning as well
When you're not looking morphine, ringing a bell
No shame when you're feeling the heat, just leave the kitchen
The older you get, you find your attitude switching
Shit can kick off when the cat's with the pigeons
We agree that it's daft when it's over religion
Beginning to think that we should get out of here
Not vibing with these dudes, that much is clear
I'm beginning to think that we should get out of here
Only hanging about with these dudes coz they've loads of gear
Beginning to think that we should get out of here
Not vibing with these dudes, that much is clear
I'm beginning to think that we should get out of here
So get your shit together and we'll stroke all the beer
Beginning to think that we should get out of here
Not vibing with these dudes, that much is clear
I'm beginning to think that we should exit the scene
Extremely threatening panic sweatening, and ya know what I mean
Is this a catholic neighborhood
Or protestant
Sean, is it
Lads, I think we've got a catholic in the neighborhood
Well everyone you know's got a story like this
That begins as it ends, with a night on the piss
Getting separated from all of your mates and then
Some random eejit is your new best friend
Mon wi me we'll go back to a party, you'll be sweet
Jumping in a taxi to Flaggerston Street
You couldn't give a fuck, 20 odd years of peace
Just a place to chill, more pills blasting the beats
Blinds and lines are drawn, the craic is 90
The sound of some carrying on coming behind ye
A load of new faces, it's the party poopers
Scariest looking cunt there says
The atmosphere in the room begins to change
It's increasingly dawning on you you're somewhere strange
So you say, here, any of youse need a beer
And you slime outta the kitchen when the coast is clear
Beginning to think that we should get out of here
Not vibing with these dudes, that much is clear
Beginning to think that we should get out of here
Only hanging about with these dudes, cause they've loads of gear
Never understood going looking for fights
Cause it's a cast iron cert that'll ruin your night
We're just here for a sleggin and a bit of the bubbly
More painting your wagon, less the good, bad and ugly
Tossing back insults and getting all random
It's a damn sight better than ringing an ambulance
Over fuck all, you're gonna clobber him
Just cause you're fragile and can't take a slabbering
And if you're looking back up then I can't be bothering
The way you're getting on at the minute, well, I'd rather him
Accompany me on to the next venue
Where mindless violence is not on the menu
You calm down, I turn round, five minutes and then you
Are offering to fair dig, everyone on a hen do
Reckon you'll wreck her and wreck me and wreck him
How's about fuck up and wind your neck in
Beginning to think that we should get out of here
Not vibing with these dudes, that much is clear
I'm beginning to think that we should get out of here
Only hanging about with these dudes, cause they've loads of gear
On this side of the line Sean
You should use a loyal sounding name like John
It'll be safer
Yeah, I'm aware I'm a hypocrite, the stuff I just mentioned
But I'm telling you, each time it was not my intention
To go looking for trouble, go stirring the tension
But I wised up sometime around my sixth intervention
Essentially, I don't want you doing what I did
Cause eventually you'll end up either dead or inside, kid
Dead inside lad, an out of date iPad
You'll lose the thing that once made you fight, it's your pride lad
Walk away from the agro and living to tell
Or locked away in Maghaberry living in hell
And you'll be thanking yourself in the morning as well
When you're not looking morphine, ringing a bell
No shame when you're feeling the heat, just leave the kitchen
The older you get, you find your attitude switching
Shit can kick off when the cat's with the pigeons
We agree that it's daft when it's over religion
Beginning to think that we should get out of here
Not vibing with these dudes, that much is clear
I'm beginning to think that we should get out of here
Only hanging about with these dudes coz they've loads of gear
Beginning to think that we should get out of here
Not vibing with these dudes, that much is clear
I'm beginning to think that we should get out of here
So get your shit together and we'll stroke all the beer
Beginning to think that we should get out of here
Not vibing with these dudes, that much is clear
I'm beginning to think that we should exit the scene
Extremely threatening panic sweatening, and ya know what I mean
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Writer(s): Malachy Mcginley
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