Mael Vogue - Summer Madness

Saints alive! In enemy territory
And me beeping like an alarm clock!
I must be miles into Protestant territory!
This is it. Scum's nuclear bomb

And right in the Prods' backyard! Heheh

Summer madness. Can't stand this
Heat so I leap from the fire to where the pan is
Can't understand it. Too hot to handle
The candle melts in the street and so we plan trips

Caravan slips across the border
Another man gripping his hands. Lost reporter
Shit's out of order. Petrol's been poured there

Ship coming in with seven million barrels of porter
And there's more there. It's a celebration
It's got something to do with the birth of a nation
Just another one of the many flawed creations

And the cause of the taunting the law situation
Whatever persuasion you are, it's an invasion
On the cards of Nordie plate cars at the stations
Fleeing the city. Get the Hell out of Dodge

Retreat to your cabin and feel free to lodge
A complaint or a grievance with the relevant body
See it's quaint but we're leaving cause the element's hot, we
Gotta be scot-free. How can we not see

It's better forgetting all the things that we forgot, see
Load up the wagon and pump up the wheels
Throw him in the Lagan and he's dragging his heels
Packing a flagon, a blue plastic bag and

A few tins of Steiger and self-righteous speils
Appealing to reason is a futile endeavour
Repealing the seasons or the tides or the weather
Mercury rising. The shit's on. It's summer

It isn't surprising when the wit's done a runner
Here comes the sun so
Here comes the gun show
Here comes the fun as we run up to Bundo

Funny how none of us
In cars or on a bus
Need an excuse to cut loose every one of us

Who's in charge of the taxis
And who's in charge of the drugs
Who's in charge of the beats that are blasting out on the streets
And assaulting your lugs

Who's in charge of the taxis
And who's in charge of the drugs
Who's in charge of the beats that are blasting out on the streets
Ans assaulting your lugs

March to the tune of a different drum
But we're all of us in a group when the holidays come
Winged to the dick on a beach in Ibiza
Talking about how all that shit is beneath you
I'm pleased to meet you and you seem like a gent

A scholar, no bother. Rest your feet in my tent
We're meant to feel enmity but I can't pretend to be
Enemies right now I'm wiped out, I'm telling you
Selling each other some drugs on the reg

And we're yelling at each other in clubs over fegs
Slagging each other for toasters in cupboards
Cause we're both rubbered and scrubbed sure it's a geg
Francis Begbie, sing a Philomena Begley medley

It's shouldn't work but here the combo is deadly
Getting all friendly but the bag's looking empty
I'll lend you a score and we'll get more and then we..
Suck it up Henry, the Hoover there's plenty

The lacking of drugs it had begun to offend me
I'm asking for trust and to the shops I would send ye
Short for the bus? I'm giving you 10p
MPs holding opposition in common

Drunk as a lord and fly like a salmon
Gammon steak, look at the state of your bake
Ha! Sure I'm only raking and it's not a mistake
Take a break from the bollocks, get fucked up and blether

Snooker loopy like Alex in his fur coat and feather
If we teamed up and took them head on, hell for leather
They'd see us and they'd be shook up and they'd never
Be able to beat us, so they constantly sever

Our ties to defeat us cause they're like that, they're clever
These bastards can't keep us down forever
Drag you kicking and screaming and here
We'll cream them together

Who's in charge of the taxis
And who's in charge of the drugs
Who's in charge of the beats that are blasting
Out on the streets and assaulting your lugs

Who's in charge of the taxis
And who's in charge of the drugs
Who's in charge of the beats that are blasting
Out on the streets and assaulting your dogs

Who's in charge of the taxis
And who's in charge of the drugs
Who's in charge of the beats that are blasting
Out on the streets and assaulting your lugs

Who's in charge of the taxis
And who's in charge of the drugs
Who's in charge of the beats that are blasting
Out on the streets and assaulting your lugs

Our squabbles seem petty now, Sean

Stall the ball and we'll all go together
Kool and the Gang the gang, Krang and Shredder
Stall the ball and we'll all go together
Kool and the Gang the gang, Krang and Shredder
Stall the ball and we'll all go together
Kool and the Gang the gang, Krang and Shredder
Stall the ball and we'll all go together
You have failed me for the last time

Stall the ball and we'll all go together
Kool and the Gang the gang, Krang and Shredder
Stall the ball and we'll all go together
Kool and the Gang the gang, Krang and Shredder
Stall the ball and we'll all go together
Kool and the Gang the gang and Krang and Shredder
Stall the ball and we'll all go together
Kool and the Gang the gang, Krang and Shredder

Our squabbles seem petty now, Sean
Whatever you did, I forgive you

Wait a minute, you can't be forgiving me
Til I forgive you first

The devil you say, 'tis I forgive you first!

Guys, guys, guys
The important thing is, you forgive
Right? Right

Sean and Stuart are partners in a new bakery

Written by:
Malachy McGinley

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