Rattlin' Bog - Brobdingnagian Bards

My beloved precious children I have gathered you today For a change is coming to pass and it's gonna be ok I've been searching for the answer I lost faith along the way But I always had the Aureum to remind me not to sway I prepared you for the road ahead And I taught you how to seek the truth Let the crystal lead your every move I've been doing it so long, now it's your turn I received it from my father in its bow of opaline I see how your spirit shine bright Now the Aureum's yours Eirene My dear son please don't be angry Win your battle from within In your heart there's light and darkness And you're standing in between I prepared you for the road ahead And I taught you how to seek the truth Let the crystal lead your every move I've been doing it so long, now it's your turn Now, my flesh and blood I consign the world to your hands This is the White Stars's design, this is our duty divine This sacred mission is the meaning of our lives La viltà domina, la vanità semina L'oscurità germina, la sacertà punirà L'empietà domina, la vanità semina L'oscurità germina, la notte vincerà Now, my flesh and blood I consign the world to your hands This is the White Stars's design This is our duty divine This sacred mission is the meaning of our lives Now, my flesh and blood I consign the world to your hands This is the White Stars's design This is our duty divine This sacred mission is the meaning of our lives

As I went home on Monday night as drunk as drunk could be I saw a horse outside the door where my old horse should be Well, I called me wife and I said to her: Will you kindly tell to me Who owns that horse outside the door where my old horse should be? Ah, you're drunk, you're drunk you silly old fool, So drunk you can not see That's a lovely sow that me mother sent to me Well, it's many a day I've travelled a hundred miles or more But a saddle on a sow sure I never saw before And as I went home on Tuesday night as drunk as drunk could be I saw a coat behind the door where my old coat should be Well, I called me wife and I said to her: Will you kindly tell to me Who owns that coat behind the door where my old coat should be Ah, you're drunk, you're drunk you silly old fool, So drunk you can not see That's a wool blanket that me mother sent to me Well, it's many a day I've travelled a hundred miles or more But buttons in a blanket sure I never saw before And as I went home on Wednesday night as drunk as drunk could be I saw a pipe up on the chair where my old pipe should be Well, I called me wife and I said to her: Will you kindly tell to me Who owns that pipe up on the chair where my old pipe should be Ah, you're drunk, you're drunk you silly old fool, So drunk you can not see That's a lovely tin whistle that me mother sent to me Well, it's many a day I've travelled a hundred miles or more But tobacco in a tin whistle sure I never saw before And as I went home on Thursday night as drunk as drunk could be I saw two boots beneath the bed where my old boots should be Well, I called me wife and I said to her: Will you kindly tell to me Who owns them boots beneath the bed where my old boots should be Ah, you're drunk, you're drunk you silly old fool, So drunk you can not see They're two lovely Geranium pots me mother sent to me Well, it's many a day I've travelled a hundred miles or more But laces in Geranium pots I never saw before And as I went home on Friday night as drunk as drunk could be I saw a head upon the bed where my old head should be Well, I called me wife and I said to her: Will you kindly tell to me Who owns that head upon the bed where my old head should be Ah, you're drunk, you're drunk you silly old fool, So drunk you can not see That's a baby boy that me mother sent to me Well, it's many a day I've travelled a hundred miles or more But a baby boy with his whiskers on sure I never saw before And as I went home on Saturday night as drunk as drunk could be I saw two hands upon her breasts where my old hands should be Well, I called me wife and I said to her: Will you kindly tell to me Who owns them hands upon your breasts where my old hands should be Ah, you're drunk, you're drunk you silly old fool, So drunk you can not see That's a lovely night gown that me mother sent to me Well, it's many a day I've travelled a hundred miles or more But fingers in a night gown sure I never saw before As I went home on Sunday night as drunk as drunk could be I saw a lad sneaking out the back, a quarter after three. Well, I called me wife and I said to her: Will you kindly tell to me Who was that lad sneaking out the back a quarter after three? Ah, you're drunk, you're drunk you silly old fool, So drunk you can not see That was just the tax man that the Queen she sent to me. Well, it's many a day I've travelled a hundred miles or more But an Englishman who can last till three I've never seen before

Tim Finnegan lived in Walkin Street, A gentle Irishman mighty odd He had a brogue both rich and sweet, An' to rise in the world he carried a hod You see he'd a sort of a tipplers way But for the love for the liquor poor Tim was born To help him on his way each day, He'd a drop of the craythur every morn Whack fol the dah now dance to yer partner Round the flure yer trotters shake Bend an ear to the truth they tell ye, We had lots of fun at Finnegan's Wake One morning Tim got rather full, His head felt heavy which made him shake Fell from a ladder and he broke his skull, and They carried him home his corpse to wake Rolled him up in a nice clean sheet, And laid him out upon the bed A bottle of whiskey at his feet And a barrel of porter at his head His friends assembled at the wake, And Widow Finnegan called for lunch First she brought in tay and cake, Then pipes, tobacco and whiskey punch Biddy O'Brien began to cry, "Such a nice clean corpse, did you ever see, Tim, auvreem! O, why did you die?", "Will ye hould your gob?" said Paddy McGee Then Maggie O'Connor took up the cry, "O Biddy" says she "you're wrong, I'm sure" Biddy gave her a belt in the gob And sent her sprawling on the floor Then the war did soon engage, T'was woman to woman and man to man Shillelagh law was all the rage And a row and a ruction soon began Mickey Maloney ducked his head When a bucket of whiskey flew at him It missed, and falling on the bed, The liquor scattered over Tim Now the spirits new life gave the corpse, my joy! Tim jumped like a Trojan from the bed Cryin will ye walup each girl and boy, T'underin' Jaysus, do ye think I'm dead?"

Well a Scotsman clad in kilt left a bar on evening fair And one could tell by how we walked that he drunk more than his share He fumbled round until he could no longer keep his feet Then he stumbled off into the grass to sleep beside the street Ring ding diddle diddle I de oh ring di diddly I oh He stumbled off into the grass to sleep beside the street About that time two young and lovely girls just happend by And one says to the other with a twinkle in her eye See yon sleeping Scotsman so strong and handsome built I wonder if it's true what they don't wear beneath the kilt Ring ding diddle diddle I de oh ring di diddly I oh I wonder if it's true what they don't wear beneath the kilt They crept up on that sleeping Scotsman quiet as could be Lifted up his kilt about an inch so they could see And there behold, for them to see, beneath his Scottish skirt Was nothing more than God had graced him with upon his birth Ring ding diddle diddle I de oh ring di diddly I oh Was nothing more than God had graced him with upon his birth They marveled for a moment, then one said we must be gone Let's leave a present for our friend, before we move along As a gift they left a blue silk ribbon, tied into a bow Around the bonnie star, the Scots kilt did lift and show Ring ding diddle diddle I de oh ring di diddly I oh Around the bonnie star, the Scots kilt did lift and show Now the Scotsman woke to nature's call and stumbled towards a tree Behind a bush, he lift his kilt and gawks at what he sees And in a startled voice he says to what's before his eyes. O lad I don't know where you been but I see you won first prize Ring ding diddle diddle I de oh ring di diddly I oh O lad I don't know where you been but I see you won first prize