The Rumjacks - Mclaughlin's rant lyrics

Well I've come here for the gargle, not tae cop a blast Ye great thick headit ape, I'll stick yer chin right out yer arse Come lookin' for your pound o' flesh, but I've got nothin' left Cause Christian Brothers & Brides o' Christ've flogged me half to d**h s** on this ye Succubus, your star'll never rise Ye've the smell o' d**h about your breath & bullet holes for eyes I wish that I were sober, the day I made you mine Oh pull the piggin door behind ye, thank you for your time ba*tards! A shower o' pricks, the likes ye've never known Rake em, break em, Devil may take em, down to Hell below Oh as I set out on my way all naked and alone Guard my back, guide me forth & bring me safely home Geez half a life, a decent wife, my share o' love & trust And when I'm gone, the long & restful slumber of the just They'll ride ye to the gates o' Hell, drive ye to the brew 'til every penny's splashin' off the wall against your shoe Ye'll get yer feed o' spurs & a few choice feckin' words Then its back to picks & shovels, cause that's all they'll let ye do