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Thread #88825   Message #1669495
Posted By: Amos
15-Feb-06 - 01:07 PM
Thread Name: Fun With Mangled Lyrics
Subject: RE: Fun With Mangled Lyrics
PULL to COie de Tim Finnegan

FINN used gentleman in Walkin ' of the road
A, Irish, ungerad powerfully;
It had to be enough itself and to waive brogue of decrease and at the world that it carried hod.
Now Tim kind has love-worth tipplin '
with a love of the Whiskys had that he became born above,
around each day to help and it with its work,
it a "decrease thur, which became cray" from the each morning.

darn of choWhack of fol O,
your shoes shake dance at its Partnerwhirl the soil;
It was not the truth, which I had explained to you
divide in lots the pleasure at the goose of Finn of the trace!

Mornin ' Tim was feelin ', that fully is
its head, was heavy, which informed it at the vibration;
He is driving service leader pleases
and its crâne broke,
and he has it for the house carried its body, in order to wake itself.
They rolled it in top in a nice clean sheet
and it to have outside after the bed
posed gallon of whiskey to its feet and a barrel bagagiste at its head.

cho:

Its friend at the trace and at Mrs. Finnegan,
who was asked into tay the received lunch
first it, and in farmhand shank together
then whistle -, tobacco and Whiskydurchschlag.
Biddy O ' Brien considered braillent
"a so nice clean body, imprisoned you of the whole one?
"O Tim mavourneen, why you died?",
Arragh judge it gob meant for the McGhee Paddy!

cho:

Then Maggie O ' Connor has the work taken
"O Biddy," meant "you has injustice, I is"
Biddy safe upward, it toward the left one gave it a belt in gob
and in it sprawlin ' on the soil.
And then the war committed itself soon to '
Mrs. Twas to the woman, and at humans to equip
Shillelagh law was whole rage,
and a row and ruction soon began.

cho:

Ducked Mickey Maloney its head if noggin,
which the Whiskys at him steered,
it were missing and on the bed, which absent-minded alcohol UeberTim falls!
The body animates still! See, how it rises!
Timotheegras it, which waives itself from the bed,
indicates "whirls it whiskey over as Thanum flames Dhul!
Made you it thunk, for that dead I is?",