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Belfast Weekend
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Peak #442
Peak in subgenre #173
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Modified Fish
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Modified Fish
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February 12, 2006
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MP3 5.3 MB, 128 kbps, 5:50
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I just had to record this event as part of my life-history.
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Touched down in the City, in a force nine gale The whole plane was shaking, from tip to tail Coulda swore I heard a banshee wail Welcome bhoys to Belfast, Welcome bhoys to Belfast, Welcome bhoys to Belfast, in a force nine gale Made our way in the Limo, down the A five five Both the windscreen wipers, switched to overdrive The rain was tumbling, it looked like hail Welcome bhoys to Belfast, Welcome bhoys to Belfast, Welcome bhoys to Belfast, in a force nine gale Drove down by the river, to the Cutters Inn We were drinkin Guinness, with our kith and kin We stood in the corner, where the locals stand Two strangers in the bar lounge, in a familiar land (Repeat) We moved on to the Dowagers house, and met a grand old man Said his name was Albert; Said he had a plan Hes gonna dig a big hole, at the back of his land Fill it up with water; Says it will look grand BREAK We drove back to The Cutters, and mingled with the crowd When the band started playin, they were way too loud We had words with the Bass Man, and that made him frown We used our powers of persuasion, and he turned it down We used our powers of persuasion, till he turned it down I woke the next morning, to the sound of the drums And the flutes and the whistles, down the road they come Of all the roads in Belfast, they had to come my way In case Id forgotten It was Remembrance Day They came to remind me, it was Remembrance Day Eventually I got up. I left my bed Put some coffee in a coffee cup. Took a pill for my head But the band kept playin. Marching round and round Ita??s the same old music. Ita??s the same old sound Ita??s the same old music. Ita??s the same old ground Took the road to Downpatrick. Saw my uncle Bob Saw Coney Island, and my cousin Rob This could be the last time. Ia??ll see them alive We had a real good time. It was worth the drive We had a real good time. It was worth the drive
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