The Tossers - Pub And Culture

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What is called Queenstown is called the Cobh of Cork
What is called Queenstown is called the Cobh of Cork
What is called Queenstown is 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 will 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 dim places
And triggers ancient memories
Of trauma and old faces
That I will never see again
And so I 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
For 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
But the depression is the same
My neurotransmitter’s dopamine
Is naturally depleted,
So I’ve overproduced euphoria
With alcohol when needed.
What is called Londonderry, sure it’s called Free Derry
What is called Londonderry, sure it’s called Free Derry
What is called Londonderry, sure it’s called Free Derry
What is called Londonderry, sure it’s called Free Derry
It’s only called Derry
So I think I’d like some
Porter and some sherry
Well, there’s nothing wrong with a drop or two
For 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
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