Christy Moore - Delirium Tremens lyrics
[Christy Moore - Delirium Tremens lyrics]
I dreamt a dream the other night
I couldn't sleep a wink
The rats were tryin' to count the sheep
And I was off the drink
There were footsteps in the parlour
And voices on the stairs
I was climbin' up the walls
And movin' round the chairs
I looked out from under the
Blanket up at the fireplace
The Pope and John F kennedy
Were starin' in me face
Suddenly it dawned at me I
Was getting the old DTs
When the Child o' Prague began
To dance around the mantlepiece
Goodbye to the Port and Brandy
To the Vodka and the Stag
To the Schmiddick and the Harpic
The bottled draught and keg
As I sat lookin' up the Guinness
Ad I could never figure out
How your man stayed up on the
Surfboard after 14 pints of stout
Well I swore upon the bible
I'd never touch a drop
My heart was palpitatin' I was
Sure 'twas going to stop
Thinkin' I was dyin' I gave my
Soul to God to keep
A tenner to St anthony to
Help me get some sleep
I fell into an awful nightmare
- got a dreadful shock
When I dreamt there was no Duty-free
At the airport down in Knock
George Seawright was sayin' the rosary and
Mother Teresa was taking the pill
Frank Patterson was gargled and
He singin' Spancil Hill
I dreamt that Mr haughey
Had recaptured Crossmaglen
Then Garret got re-elected and
Gave it back again
Dick Spring and Roger Casement were
On board the Marita-Ann
As she sailed into Fenit they
Were singin' Banna Strand
I dreamt Archbishop McNamara was on
Spike Island for 3 nights
Havin' been arrested for
Supportin' Traveller's rights
I dreamt that Ruairi Quinn was
Smokin' marijuana in the Dail
Barry Desmond handin' Frenchies out to
Scuts in Fianna Fail
I dreamt of Nell McCafferty
And Mary Kenny too
The things that we got up to
But I'm not tellin' you
I dreamt I was in a jacuzzi with
That old whore at number 10
'twas then I knew I'd never ever
Ever drink again
I couldn't sleep a wink
The rats were tryin' to count the sheep
And I was off the drink
There were footsteps in the parlour
And voices on the stairs
I was climbin' up the walls
And movin' round the chairs
I looked out from under the
Blanket up at the fireplace
The Pope and John F kennedy
Were starin' in me face
Suddenly it dawned at me I
Was getting the old DTs
When the Child o' Prague began
To dance around the mantlepiece
Goodbye to the Port and Brandy
To the Vodka and the Stag
To the Schmiddick and the Harpic
The bottled draught and keg
As I sat lookin' up the Guinness
Ad I could never figure out
How your man stayed up on the
Surfboard after 14 pints of stout
Well I swore upon the bible
I'd never touch a drop
My heart was palpitatin' I was
Sure 'twas going to stop
Thinkin' I was dyin' I gave my
Soul to God to keep
A tenner to St anthony to
Help me get some sleep
I fell into an awful nightmare
- got a dreadful shock
When I dreamt there was no Duty-free
At the airport down in Knock
George Seawright was sayin' the rosary and
Mother Teresa was taking the pill
Frank Patterson was gargled and
He singin' Spancil Hill
I dreamt that Mr haughey
Had recaptured Crossmaglen
Then Garret got re-elected and
Gave it back again
Dick Spring and Roger Casement were
On board the Marita-Ann
As she sailed into Fenit they
Were singin' Banna Strand
I dreamt Archbishop McNamara was on
Spike Island for 3 nights
Havin' been arrested for
Supportin' Traveller's rights
I dreamt that Ruairi Quinn was
Smokin' marijuana in the Dail
Barry Desmond handin' Frenchies out to
Scuts in Fianna Fail
I dreamt of Nell McCafferty
And Mary Kenny too
The things that we got up to
But I'm not tellin' you
I dreamt I was in a jacuzzi with
That old whore at number 10
'twas then I knew I'd never ever
Ever drink again