| Lyrics: | st stephen's day murders
(paddy moloneyelvis costello)
I knew of two sisters whose
name it was christmas,
And one was named dawn of course, the other one was named eve.
I
wonder if they grew up hating the season,
Of the good will that lasts til the feast of st.
stephen
For that is the time to eat, drink, and be merry,
'til the beer is all spilled
and the whiskey has flowed.
And the whole family tree you neglected to bury,
Are feeding
their faces until they explode.
Chorus:
There'll be laughter and tears over tia
marias,
Mixed up with that drink made from girders.
cause it's all we've got left as they
draw their last breath,
And it's nice for the kids, as you finally get rid of them,
In the
st stephen's day murders.
Uncle is garglin' a heart-breaking air,
While the babe in his
arms pulls out all that remains of his hair.
And we're not drunk enough yet to dare
criticize,
The great big kipper tie he's about to baptize.
His gin-flavoured whiskers
and kisses of sherry,
His best crimble shirt slung out over the shop.
While the lights from
the christmas tree blow up the telly,
His face closes in like an old cold pork
chop.
Alternate chorus:
And the carcass of the beast left over from the
feast,
May still be found haunting the kitchen.
And there's life in it yet, we may live to
regret,
When the ones that we poisoned stop twitchin'.
Regular chorus repeat |
