Mccormack and richard tauber are singing by the bed
thereand's a glass of punch below your feet and an angel at your head
thereand's devils on each side of you with bottles in their hands
you need one more drop of poison and youand'll dream of foreign lands
When you pissed yourself in frankfurt and got syph down in cologne
and you heard the rattling death trains as you lay there all alone
frank ryan brought you whiskey in a brothel in madrid
and you decked some fucking blackshirt who was cursing all the yids
at the sick bed of cuchulainn weand'll kneel and say a prayer
and the ghosts are rattling at the door and the deviland's in the chair
And in the euston tavern you screamed it was your shout
but they wouldnand't give you service so you kicked the windows out
they took you out into the street and kicked you in the brains
so you walked back in through a bolted door and did it all again
at the sick bed of cuchulainn weand'll kneel and say a prayer
and the ghosts are rattling at the door and the deviland's in the chair
You remember that foul evening when you heard the banshees howl
there was lousy drunken bastards singing billy is in the bowl
they took you up to midnight mass and left you in the lurch
so you dropped a button in the plate and spewed up in the church
Now youand'll sing a song of liberty for blacks and paks and jocks
and theyand'll take you from this dump youand're in and stick you in a box
then theyand'll take you to cloughprior and shove you in the ground
but youand'll stick your head back out and shout andquot;weand'll have another roundandquot;
at the graveside of cuchulainn weand'll kneel around and pray
and god is in his heaven, and billyand's down by the bay