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ORIGINAL LYRICS BY IRISH ROVER
1st EDITION PUBLISHED IN 2006.

MISSING IRELAND 
by Irish Rover, 2006.
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1. MISSING IRELAND
2.  SAIL OFF IRISH ROVER
3. BACK IN DREAMS
4. IRISH HIGH KING SHANE
5. PADDY'S FUEL
6. IRISH CANNONS ROARING
7. MEDUSA FORA
8. PLASTIC PADDY LADY
9. POG MO THOIN, BITCH

MISSING IRELAND

Now I'm sad and far away
but fear not my dear old Ireland,
I'm coming home one sunny day.

Politicians, fuckin' whores,
let me see the Irish shores,
F YEZ ALL and all your laws,
I'm far away from home.

Stuck in bloody land of hell,
sadness, sorrows, here on sell,
no one rings the Paddy's bell,
I'm far away from home.

Aisling, me and Irish dream,
purest stuff of land in green,
buried here, in me, within',
I'm far away from home.

I bloody miss it now,
the heart it screams in pain,
missing, missing, missing,
it beats like hurricane*.

I bloody miss it now,
the heart is screams in pain,
missing, missing, missing,
it beats like hurricane*.

*initially "drops of rain", registered as such, 
weak as that is, changed to more appropriate.

SAIL OFF IRISH ROVER

Its tough to build an Irish band
in a fuckin' foreign land,
them bastards here will never feel
the beat of Paddy's heart.

Bashin' head against the wall,
stuck in the bloody place of dole,
and the poor dog that drowned on board
had more Irish luck than me.

Whats the fuckin' playin' thing,
when theres no soul of those within',
tis' the soul they never had
and thats what takes the Irish band.

How to sail this fuckin' sea,
when theres no crew to sail with me,
its darkest night and theres no light,
oh Lord, upon this ship.

Sail off Irish Rover,
from this stormy sea of life,
let St. Patrick's faith light my path
and spirits of Shane ahead.

Sail off Irish Rover,
from this stormy sea of life,
let St. Patrick's faith light my path
and spirits of Shane ahead.

BACK IN DREAMS

Another bloody day it is,
to be awake I'm not much pleased,
theres nothing here awaiting me,
just another day of misery.

Put the blanket on my head,
and dream again of dear old land,
my Irish girl is there for me,
its nice again I'm glad to see.

Fuckin' evils in world of realms,
purest feelings in the land of dreams,
where scumbags Serbs can't hurt me no,
my heart and soul they're free to go.

Back in dreams its good to be,
forget the place of misery,
back in dreams its good to be,
forget the place of misery.

Back in dreams its good to be,
forget the place of misery,
back in dreams its good to be,
forget the place of misery.

IRISH HIGH KING SHANE

Another pointless day,
again in the land of hells,
so I sit in my crappy room,
listen what Shaneo says.

Those tunes they bloody rule,
and Shaneo sings like king,
purest Paddy rock 'n' roll,
that some will never feel.

The love, the pain, the fight,
the fuckin' truths of life,
it only can the Irish King,
such purest lines to write.

Glory to the greatest Paddy,
thats the spirit that we need,
give us more of Irish wisdom,
you're the Highest Irish King.

Glory to the greatest Paddy,
thats the spirit that we need,
give us more of Irish wisdom,
you're the Highest Irish King.

PADDY'S FUEL

Drinking days, they're starting now,
Beer Fest coming to this town,
fear you boozers, now retreat,
Paddy's coming booze to meet.

Locals hate the Paddy's way,
far from them I hope to stay,
tossers, posers, fuckin' bunch,
none is worth of Paddy's punch.

Tremble ground, f yez all,
beer is cheap in the land of dole,
and cans of gold they sooth the pain,
give me more, again, again.

Tremble ground, f yez all,
beer is cheap in the land of dole,
cans of gold they sooth the pain,
pour you bastard, again, again.

IRISH CANNONS ROARING

The hell of night it was,
we set the place on fire,
the band was playing Irish tunes,
burning with desire.

The punks, the drunks, the junks,
all gathered for the feast,
never seen a band like us,
a fuckin' Irish beast.

We drank some tons of booze,
we smoked some hundreds fags,
you bastards stay off our gigs,
you'll end up in the bags.

The band is kicking arse,
and the Irish spirits flowing,
up there in the air,
you can hear the cannons roaring.

The band is kicking arse,
and the Irish spirits flowing,
up there in the air,
you can hear the cannons roaring.

Irish cannons roaring
Irish cannons roaring
Irish cannons roaring

MEDUSA FORA

The fuckin' world by now should now,
its here that purest spirits flow,
where all us Irish bastards go,
we, we, we are at Medusa Fora.

Come to see the greatest place,
join the threads, the booze, the mess,
share your wisdom with the best,
Pogues, Pogues, Pogues are at Medusa Fora.

Thousands sailing with the tunes,
for every fan theres bunch of rooms,
this bar can handle all us looms,
hurray, hurray, hurray for Medusa Fora.

And when I fall from grace with God,
then damn, I've been a nasty sod,
sure one thing I have in mind,
God, God, God must love Medusa Fora.

And when I fall from grace with God,
then damn, I've been a nasty sod,
sure one thing I have in mind,
God, God, God must love Medusa Fora.

PLASTIC PADDY LADY

There is one baby,
and she's an Irish lady,
of the County Hell she's star.

With a rockin' nickname,
they call her Plastic Paddy,
she's the one that sent me smile.

Playin', lovin', kissin',
oh thats the girl I'm missing,
though I never seen her live.

Plastic Paddy, maybe she's my baby,
Plastic Paddy tell me now.

Plastic Paddy, maybe she's my lady,
Plastic Paddy tell me now.

Plastic Paddy, Plastic Paddy,
Plastic Paddy tell me now.

POG MO THOIN, BITCH

Oh Lord, I'm coming home,
raining bunch of tears,
one Irish looking girl,
she broke my heart with spears.

And where it all began,
in this stinkin' stupid town,
to that Beer Fest I went
to drink and laugh around.

Who would of fuckin' guess,
I'd meet a girl like that,
she reminded me of Ireland
with that Irish smile and hair.

I gave her all me love,
believed she loved me too,
but the bitch just played tricks on me,
and made me look like fool.

Pog Mo Thoin you bitch,
Irish love is once for all,
I'll keep myself from devils,
who want to steal my soul.

And if you meet a girl,
and think she's Irish too,
maybe thats the devil,
playin' tricks with you.

Pog Mo Thoin you bitch,
Irish love is once for all,
I'll keep myself from devils,
who want to steal my soul.