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 death
Suck on this ye Succubus
Your star'll never rise
Ye've the smell o' death 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
Bastards! 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 it's back to picks & shovels
Cause that's all they'll let ye do