ay for the one eyed Reilly Giddy-I-ay, bangin' on the ol' bass drum Reilly played on a big bass drum Reilly had a mind for murder and slaughter Reilly
Nobody told me that tonight, Was my night, That I was due a little surprise, yeah, I thought she was my friend, But now I love her, But friends and love
Whats the message You want me to hear You know what you wanna say but the words disappear Coz am down and not out yet Hit the ground bounced off it
Tell me so I have got to know Come on do this to me quicker So we can all go to bed Tell me please So i can get to sleep Come on let's get moving
Stand here rehearsing my words upon the floor So when I meet you by chance I can sing them like I never have before I try surprise you with my sharp
Twist the dials, see I didn't know this could go this loud I roll my window down and let the air go round Nothing happened really No not much at all
Tonight I wander carelessly Through the tunnels of the ABC I'm not lost It's just that I need to be Clear of mind to dream And the laser shoots another
Just like the weather here in my hometown she turned on me and then tried to wash me out she lured me outside sporting a t-shirt then battered me with
They're done testing me They gave me an evening to be An evening for me An evening thats normal and free It was drift down the wind now to release those
Nobody told me that tonight would be the night that I was due a little surpise See I thought she was my friend but now I love her But friends in love
My own dear true love I am your love Lost John Reilly" Said: "Weep no more My own dear true love I am your love Lost John Reilly"
gamblin' man But he dreamed of passage to the Promised Land Bet it all on a better life in America He said, "We'll change our fate, and this danged O'Reilly
more My own dear true love I am your love Lost John Reilly" Said: "Weep no more My own dear true love I am your love Lost John Reilly" sallysally@usa
) Michael O'Reilly he's a desperate man Fighting for his liberty Michael O'Reilly he's a dangerous man Fighting for his family Michael O'Reilly he's
-eyed Reilly Giddy i-ae (bang bang bang) Play it on your old big drum Reilly played on the big bass drum Reilly had a mind for murder and slaughter Reilly
My name is John O'Reilly and my father worked the fields In the hills of old Kilarny where I helped him turn the wheels My arms grew hard as iron for
Oh poor old Dicey Reilly she has taken to the sup. Oh poor old Dicey Reilly she will never give it up. For it`s off each morning to the pop, And then
5, 4, 3 Chorus: Fuck it, There's no, There's no words on it, That's tomorrow Fuck it, We'll do it live! Fuck it, Because I've never seen that, Fuckin