Poor Ol' Jimmy Biscuit Songtext
von Paddy and the Rats

Poor old Jimmy Biscuit was baptized by a pixie
Who drank a lot of whiskey in the pub where he was born
Poor old Jimmy Biscuit was married with Miss Whiskey
He was never risky, in the end he died alone
Same old story that I tell about a guy who′s shade of hell
A drunken town where he was raised on marshmallow and fairy tales
A waitress' son who sailed away, a boozy dad who couldn′t pay
He feels the fruits in every mood he had, no other way
Poor old Jimmy Biscuit was baptized by a pixie
Who drank a lot of whiskey in the pub where he was born
Poor old Jimmy Biscuit was married with Miss Whiskey
He was never risky, in the end he died alone
When he was a suckling boy, popped his rockers, cried a lot
Then a good job after school brought the kisses, him and pop
He is never far from fame, bought his channel far and away
Condemnation, new sensation, drink their life away
Poor old Jimmy Biscuit was baptized by a pixie
Who drank a lot of whiskey in the pub where he was born
Poor old Jimmy Biscuit was married with Miss Whiskey
He was never risky, in the end he died alone


Pissed into an empty jar and sold his wine in Barry's bar
Sometimes had to give a hat for a pint of beer or slice of bread
No one ever saw him work but they don't give a shit, the judge
And on a day like any day, he just passed away
Poor old Jimmy Biscuit was baptized by a pixie
Who drank a lot of whiskey in the pub where he was born
Poor old Jimmy Biscuit was married with Miss Whiskey
He was never risky, in the end he died alone
Need no education, spent most time just on alcohol
Lose boy of the nation, wasted time and fought for rock′n′roll
Misfit generation, living fast but always run to fall
His predestination, anarchy
Poor old Jimmy Biscuit was baptized by a pixie
Who drank a lot of whiskey in the pub where he was born
Poor old Jimmy Biscuit was married with Miss Whiskey
He was never risky, in the end he died alone
Poor old Jimmy Biscuit was baptized by a pixie
Who drank a lot of whiskey in the pub where he was born
Poor old Jimmy Biscuit was married with Miss Whiskey
He was never risky, in the end he died alone