Lyrics

What is called Queenstown is called the Cobh of Cork Is called the Cobh of Cork It's called the Cobh of Cork What is called Queenstown is called the Cobh of Cork So I think I'd like some brandy and some port Well there's nothing wrong with a drop or two For there's no harm that'll come to you It makes enemies walk hand in hand And it takes the thirst away here from this land But the anxiety and stress it calls my name And drags me to them places And triggers ancient memories Of trauma and old faces That I will never see again And so I will reward Myself for working through a day That was really fucking hard! What is called O'Malley's Is my home away from home Well it is where I'm known By everyone at home What is called O'Malley's Is my home away from home So I think I'd like some whiskey before I roam Well there's nothing wrong with a drop or two Now there's no harm that will come to you It makes enemies walk hand in hand And it takes the thirst away here from this land A chemical imbalance Embedded in my brain It's probably from me parents The depressions are the same My neurotransmitter's dopamine Is naturally depleted So I've overproduced euphoria With alcohol when needed! Well, what is called Londonderry, sure, it is called Free Derry Sure, it is called Free Derry Sure, it's only called Derry What is called Londonderry, sure, it's only called Derry So I think I'd like some porter and some sherry - To go! There's nothing wrong with a drop or two Now, there's no harm that will come to you It makes enemies walk hand in hand And it takes the thirst away here from this land A man's in critical condition All because I had to drive Sometimes I say "I'll just have three" Then I'm in the pub all night All the tension and anxiety and The triggers in my soul It hits you cause it lingers When you think you're in control How do you picture alcoholics Though you may not drink that much? They're not only ragged wanderers With bottles in their clutch