The Mudcat Café TM
Thread #43866 Message #643853
Posted By: GUEST,Sinéad O'Connor
06-Feb-02 - 11:36 AM
Thread Name: Campsite at Drumcree III
Subject: RE: Campsite at Drumcree III
Hello Portydown …
I thought Shane was never gonny get off the fuckin stage. But he was grand, there, altogether wasn't he? Give him a big round of applause …
(CHEERS. WOLF-WHISTLES. Etc.)
I'd like to do a wee gentle number to start aff wi'.
It's called "Fare Thee Well, Sweet Portydown"
Oh then, fare thee well Sweet Portydown To Denny's and the Bann On the banks of whose oul' muddy stream Lives many's the one called McCann And one such man, by the name of Dan Cleans his face in an oul' frying pan Ah, sure only a glipe, would give his face a wipe With a thing the like of thon!
Oh it's fare well Craigavon's twin lakes The fairest yet built by man If you call them a dub, then I'll treat your oul' gub To a taste of the back of my han' And the Garvaghy Road, where up I once strode With my sash and my snowy-white gloves I bid you adieu, you home of the few The town that so well I have loved
Oh it's fare thee well to the Seagoe Hotel Likewise to the oul' Carngrove Where I first got a ride, in the car park outside The pair of us damn well near froze I don't mind her name, an' I think that's a shame But the buckie destroys your oul' cells I'm sure she's alright, it's me – the oul shite Who is startin' his journey to Hell
And when I descend, will I meet my oul' friends In the sulphurous pits below Drinking bad wine and spending their time Smokin' big joints full of blow For Hell can't be far from this town in Armagh For here, if you just look around No more hellish scene can there ever have been Than the spot that they call Portydown