The Boys Are On The Loose Songtext
von Firkin

Cillian′s the healing priest, never short of wine
Satisfies the hot coppers with fires
Rory the red king, he's a beast, cannot quench his flames
Imbibes the juice of love when he desires

Day and night′ll fuse when we go out on the booze
The world is ours everything feels right
The boys are on the loose, ain't no glass that we'd refuse
But tomorrow, dude, don′t turn on the lights

Ooo, I′ll never drink again
I promise, I swear to God
Ooo, I'll never drink again
Only this weekend

Sully the tapster′s black-eyed son, keeper of the keys
Is always in a lotta argy-bargy
Many times has been on the run to have a taste in life
With Barry and Murphy from the British Army


Day and night'll fuse when we go out on the booze
The world is ours everything feels right
The boys are on the loose, ain′t no glass that we'd refuse
But tomorrow, dude, don′t turn on the lights

Ooo, I'll never drink again
I promise, I swear to God
Ooo, I'll never drink again
Only this weekend

Dillion′s garden′s studded by a jillion plumpy fruit
The low-hangin' ones fire up the party
Donovan′s the lovin' fool, he will binge then purge
Girl names tattooed all over his body

Day and night′ll fuse when we go out on the booze
The world is ours everything feels right
The boys are on the loose, ain't no glass that we′d refuse
But tomorrow, dude, don't turn on the lights

Ooo, I'll never drink again
I promise, I swear to God
Ooo, I′ll never drink again
Only this weekend


Ooo, I′ll never drink again
I promise, I swear to God
Ooo, I'll never drink again
Only with my friends