Willie O’Dea

Lyrics

Now here's a little story all about how My life got flipped turned upside down It was a Saturday and I was walking round town The sky was black and blue as the rain fell down I was bored, there was nothing to do Not a beurre to gape at, not a bag of glue So I sat down, picked up a couple of screws And I flicked em at a car and then looked at my shoes They were dirty, it said about 2: 30 On my watch and there's lots of spots on my crotch So I look across the road, and what do I see? It's Willie O'Dea, he's walking over to me! Man, Willie O'Dea, what can you do for me? Are you going to give me hash? Are you the minister for gee? Ahh man, I think he's going to talk to me Well I am pure bored, I think I'll listen and see "My name is Willie O'Dea And you're in my constituency" Mr. O'Dea, man you are embarrassing me Cause you're singing at me in the street and I'm trying to kick it like a G Fuck off, just fuck off and let me be Cause I've never even voted for no one or nothing you see "I know your father" My father's dead "I knew your father And I can change your life" How? "I need your vote" No, tell me how "Give me your vote" Fuck off "And I can change your life" Willie, how you going to change my life? The fuck you know about my troubles and my struggles and strife? I couldn't give a shit if you're the body of Christ Man I want to go home, my socks are soggy and moist "Hold on a minute, I can get you new socks Give me the money and I'll get you new jocks Poor old Willie, Willie oh me If they put me in the dock I'll never be free" What do you mean, Willie, what have you done? Are you in trouble? Tell me Willie, what's wrong? "My name is Willie O'Dea They're hanging me for perjury" Willie man, what can I do? That's a terrible fate that's been handed to you! Is there any hope? Should I consult the Pope? Maybe he can keep you from the hangman's rope "Man I haven't got a job, I haven't got a bob I'm merely drawing the dole and pulling my knob Only you can set me free So buy this lump of hash off me" What Willie, you're selling hash? "Yeaaaaaaaah It's daecent hash, it's daecent hash, I swear on my tash it's daecent hash It's daecent hash, it's daecent hash, I swear on my tash it's daecent hash" Mr. O'Dea, I'd love some hash But I'm flat broke too, I got no cash I got super glue and a bollock rash And don't be flaunting your fancy knacker tash Get out of my face with your snakey eyes Your pants is in flames with all of your lies You're wasting your time selling smelly sock To a man who can't afford to take a piss in a pot "I'll give you free hash if you do me a favor" What, really yeah? "Yeah" Alright so go on, what you want me to do? "Go up to Dublin and throw eggs at the Dáil It's all their fault They caused the recession too" Wait wait, so alright, so if I go up to Dublin and throw eggs at Dáil Éireann, you'll give me free hash? "I promise" Really? Alright "Stall the ball Pope John Paul Let's all go and egg the Dáil"