Get off my ass you wee bitty fuck
if i pull out the claymore you're shit outta luck
who's that girl, that pretty young thing
after i fuck her she'll get up and sing
Aye aye aye -- sharpen your boot, and bludgeon your eye
aye aye aye -- the blarney stone brings a tear to me eye
Down to the pub for a two shilling ale
the bread on the counter is going stale
if i don't get some fresh bread soon
gonna punch you in your face and bark at the moon
Aye aye aye -- sharpen your boot, and bludgeon your eye
aye aye aye -- the blarney stone brings a tear to me eye
Ain't got no girl 'cuz i haven't the time
got too many other things on me mind
patty was nice she was pale and cute
but i threw her away like an old piece of fruit
Aye aye aye -- sharpen your boot, and bludgeon your eye
aye aye aye -- the blarney stone brings a tear to me eye
Got ooze in my pores my feet are all wet
got mold in my ears but i ain't dead yet
got stones in me bladder got a crack in me head
when patty starts cryin' this is what i said
Aye aye aye -- sharpen your boot, and bludgeon your eye
aye aye aye -- the blarney stone brings a tear to me eye