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considering the amount of haters i have i saw this on another page and said it deserves its own blog!

"When people you don't even know hate you, that's when you know you're the best."

Shakey

Production : Gary McCarthy (GMC) for Nicer Productions
Sample taken from "far away in australia" performed by the Wolfe Tones,
Sample cleared by Brian Warfeild of the Wolfe Tones,Credit given to Skin Music
Mixed, Mastered an Engineered by Joe Cleere at Fretless Studios, Carlow,
Vocals by Shakey
Irish Party copyright of Shakeymusic 2008
All rights reserved

Intro:
Welcome Everybody
To the Irish Party
Grab your drink
And the person nearest to ya
And let’s have a good time Eh?
Hup x 3

Chorus:
It’s an Irish Party
We aint going home
Ya wanna kick me out
Well Pog mo Thoin
Well drink a few; we’ll be on our back
Now everyone in here stand up and clap

Verse 1
Conas ata tu/ ah sure im grand/
Do me a favour/ lend me your hands/
Put them up there now/ let me see them clap/
Show us your support/ this is Irish rap/
Follow the beat and just give us a jig/
Knock a few pints and drive home like the stig/
Do the riverdance langered/ your drunk as a skunk/
Then your mates all join in/ sure it’s all good fun/
Your Michael flatley in your own little mind/
Falling round the place from the sober side/
Throw your legs in the air/ your all over the place/
Then the finale kick hits your mate in the face/
A fight breaks out beat the life outta him/
Confession Sunday morning/ a prayer for your sin/
Nearly kill the poor fella/ beat his face half rotten/
Buy him a pint/ then all is forgotten.

Chorus x 2


Verse 2

Uisce Baithe/ that’s Irish for whiskey/
A good load inside ya ya’ll be a bit frisky/
A lump of a lady could look like a model/
But getting on top could be more than a doodle/
Wake up in the morning/ and get a great fright/
Run out the house and yer up on yer bike/
Ya pedal so hard ya’d swear the devil was chasin ya/
Tell all your friends they say/
GO WAY YA WASTER YA/
What are ya at/ going off with her anyway/
Have ya seen her sister/ id get up on that any day/
It’s a real funny thing what the Irish say/
Ah sure it’ll be grand/ but this is the way/
Cause this is the country where green is the colour/
Ya’ll drink too much whiskey; ya’ll beat up your brother
But it’s grand the next day/ so ya fall into bed/
So sit yerself down and DRINK UP MY FRIEND.

Chorus x 2

Verse 3

We love getting drunk/ Building and fighting/
The yanks always say that your life’s so exciting/
We travel the globe sure we built this whole place/
There’s more Irish than Chinese we own the rat race/
A pint of the Black when your ready there boss/
Traveller making a sale/ “ill sell ya dat hoss”
Ah no your grand/ I have what I need/
A pint of the black I don’t need no steed/
2 o’ clock come and ya fall in the door /
She hates when your drunk but ya hate her more/
But ya stay together/through thick and through thin/
Even know her nagging gets under your skin/
The men are called paddy/ the women are hairy/
In the morning the best one looks scary/
She says “Give up the drink to save your soul”
Ya tell her ya will “YA WILL IN YER HOLE”

Chorus x2

Bridge:
Put your glass up and lets have a good time/
And keep those feet moving along with the rhyme/
I got you all moving from Dublin to Cork/
And peoples hand clapping from here to New York/
Put your glass up and lets have a good time/
And keep those feet moving along with the rhyme/
Were the emerald Isle amongst all the treasure/
So bring that hook back just for good measure/

Chorus x2