David Keenan - Ears are Prickd lyrics
[David Keenan - Ears are Prickd lyrics]
Ears are Prickd details the tragic effects
Of low self-esteem and how
Dark humour is essential in order
To cope with life lyrics
Freddie was a window cleaner studying
Philosophy on the side
Playing in a local band
His girlfriend was having their first child
Freddie used for recreation till it took
Him in the night poor Freddie
Davy worked in advertising though
His heart dropped
Out long before he was left
A house by a spinster auntie and
Very quickly blew it up
He left the gas on during football, fell
Asleep and never rose, poor Davy, poor Dave
It's funny what you hear when
Your ears are prickd
It's funny what you hear from
The dying and the sick
It's funny what you hear when
Your ears are prickd
I better get my own shit
Sorted quick who knows
Seamie sang a song for Ireland in
The doorway of the Cobblestone
It failed to meet the expectations so
He retired for the road
Headed low tucked into shoulders
Can't be seen to sadly show
Poor Seamie no shame
I am on a magic wagon
Travelling to another town
Maybe there I'll hear more stories about
Some other unfortunate young men
Who knows when you're living in arrears
Who knows when you're living in
Between the next meal
Who knows when you're living in arrears
Who knows when you're living in between
The next meal who knows
It's funny what you hear when
Your ears are prickd
It's funny what you hear from
The dying and the sick
It's funny what you hear when
Your ears are prickd
I better get my own shit
Sorted quick who knows
Of low self-esteem and how
Dark humour is essential in order
To cope with life lyrics
Freddie was a window cleaner studying
Philosophy on the side
Playing in a local band
His girlfriend was having their first child
Freddie used for recreation till it took
Him in the night poor Freddie
Davy worked in advertising though
His heart dropped
Out long before he was left
A house by a spinster auntie and
Very quickly blew it up
He left the gas on during football, fell
Asleep and never rose, poor Davy, poor Dave
It's funny what you hear when
Your ears are prickd
It's funny what you hear from
The dying and the sick
It's funny what you hear when
Your ears are prickd
I better get my own shit
Sorted quick who knows
Seamie sang a song for Ireland in
The doorway of the Cobblestone
It failed to meet the expectations so
He retired for the road
Headed low tucked into shoulders
Can't be seen to sadly show
Poor Seamie no shame
I am on a magic wagon
Travelling to another town
Maybe there I'll hear more stories about
Some other unfortunate young men
Who knows when you're living in arrears
Who knows when you're living in
Between the next meal
Who knows when you're living in arrears
Who knows when you're living in between
The next meal who knows
It's funny what you hear when
Your ears are prickd
It's funny what you hear from
The dying and the sick
It's funny what you hear when
Your ears are prickd
I better get my own shit
Sorted quick who knows