St. Paddy’s Drinking Song

[Verse 1]
There’s nothing more exciting than that sacred day of green
To make your liver swell until it’s crowding out your spleen
To drink and swear and dye your hair and make a fucking scene
To corn a lot of beef (eyyy!), if you know what I mean

The taps will flow with beer and all the streets will run with chunder
We’ll clap and stomp and sing along inebriated thunder
And when the evening’s dying, decorations torn asunder
You’ll find the one that’s left and tell her no one else above her

[Chorus]
Pour another pint I'd gladly be your brother
Any other night I’d take the piss right out your mother
I’ll share me darkest secrets if you even pour another
And if it’s three, tween you and me, I’d gladly be your lover

[Verse 2]
Celebrated everywhere you’d travel round the globe
Far away from any place St. Patrick could call home
So rest assured no matter where it is that you might roam
You’ll find a friend inside the end of glasses topped with foam

Keg stands and frat lands all celebrate the evening
Toilet bowls they overflow with bounties of the heaving
A shot to get you drunk and then a shot to keep you leaning
There’s surely not a fucking chance we’ve lost the day’s true meaning

[Chorus]
Pour another pint I'd gladly be your brother
Any other night I’d take the piss right out your mother
I’ll share me darkest secrets if you even pour another
And if it’s three, tween you and me, I’d gladly be your lover

Pour another pint I'd gladly be your brother
Any other night I’d take the piss right out your mother
I’ll share me darkest secrets if you even pour another
And if it’s three, tween you and me, I’d gladly be your lover