Walk To Dublin

If I walk to Dublin

'Cause my feet all got a soul, but I sure don't

I've got a girl in my pocketbook

And some proverbs, is gonna take it, take it there

Bulls and curling

And something's happening

I'm property of my family

And Gideon told me where to go

I'm gonna sure break down your father's alter and moo(?)

Do a jig

Do a jig

Do a jig

Do a jig

Do a jig

Do a jig

Do a jig

If I walk to Dublin

I'm gonna pass that turquoise lady in a her new white

Nike flats and something's flat

I said I need size 10, 000 for my ass, yes

Do a jig

Do a jig

Make him laugh

Do a jig

Do a jig

Hey, make him laugh

'Cause he won't be coming back

Said, he won't be coming back

If I make the golden horse

And the Lord needs men

He needs good men

The Lord needs the U.S. Marines

I said I got a numbers in my sheep machine

I got me an electric sheep machine

Said, do a jig

Do a jig

Do a jig

Let me plague myself with the west in his head

I Said, do a jig

Make him laugh

Make him laugh

Make him laugh

Just make him laugh

'Cause he won't be coming back again

He won't be coming back

Yes

'Cause he won't be coming back

Said, he won't be coming back

Got it

The drinking test is pu, pu, puzzling

The drinking test is puzzling, Marcel

For those that laughed or described both as drinking as a dog

Drinking as a dog face, they say

Was misplaced

We wonder whether the Lord chose a few good men

Whether the Lord chose the U.S. Marines