He used to live with a knife in the wall
Blonde to the bone, liked to piss out the door
Maidens of Eire licked his arse every day Thought he could talk, just had nothing to say
Wrote poetry, Morrisey, Johnny Marr
He tried to tell us all
He loved to say "Don't you know who you are?"
That we were going to fall
If we didn't change our ways Tried to pretend it was all just a phase
Look at the circle on our calendar
Then Kieran said to his face from a far
When you'll be gone away
You know that that's the day
We're kicking you right out of here Yeah! You're gone
So time to go, pack your bags, shed a tear
Yeah! You're goneYeah! You're gone
Yeah! You're gone.
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