The Rumjacks - One Summers Day lyrics
[The Rumjacks - One Summers Day lyrics]
They married in the civic hall
Avoiding all the rigmarole
A prick of a man we
Liked to call ‘Cock-a doodled-Andy'
Drank a pint o' ‘truth-be-told'
Called the bride a filthy moll
There the party lost control
& rioted ‘til Sunday
Toward the quay they went
Spewed all o'er the pavement
Torched the halls o' Parliament &
Smashed up all the stores
The crusty invalids, the men, the women
The rusty lids
All played a game o' busty heads
& settled up old scores
Our Fathers never taught us nowt
Can fall into a fist
Our mothers never told us there'd
Be DAYS LIKE THIS!
Now we're screamin' at the coppers with
A belly full o piss
What a helluva way to celebrate yer day
Oh, I love you so
I hope I get to let you know
Before they lock my silly arse away
Oh, I love you so
Don't forget to write me tho' & I'll
Return to you one summers day
"No bottles! No blades allowed"
Shouted Father Hugh MacLeod
Who kissed his beads
Blessed the crowd & rolled upboth his sleeves
Soon I found me on the
Toes o' Blackie Anderson
Who promised he would put me on
Me arse before he leaves
He gouged an eye
He took an ear to match the
One he took the year
I took away his Mary dear &
Made her all me own
The right, the left, the hook
He played the fox, i played the chook
And I carved him like a turkey to the bone
Oh, I love you so
I hope I get to let you know
Before they lock my silly arse away
Oh, I love you so
Don't forget to write me tho' & I'll
Return to you one summers day
Oh, I love you so
I hope I get to let you know
Before they lock my silly arse away
Oh, I love you so
Don't forget to write me tho' & I'll
Return to you one summers day
Sticks, stones, broken bones
Bleedin' hearts & broken homes
All screamin' for the preacher wi'
His holy wine & wafer
Still the pipes o' war howled away &
Way before thedust had even settled
We were in the mornin' paper
By the Merc'n'tile the mob were near collapse
When Casey barred the door & kicked
The head off all the taps
And we pissed away the pain of
All the punches and the slaps
'til the wallopers came to sweep
Us off the bay
Oh, I love you so
I hope I get to let you know
Before they lock my silly arse away
Oh, I love you so
Don't forget to write me tho' & I'll
Return to you one summers day
Avoiding all the rigmarole
A prick of a man we
Liked to call ‘Cock-a doodled-Andy'
Drank a pint o' ‘truth-be-told'
Called the bride a filthy moll
There the party lost control
& rioted ‘til Sunday
Toward the quay they went
Spewed all o'er the pavement
Torched the halls o' Parliament &
Smashed up all the stores
The crusty invalids, the men, the women
The rusty lids
All played a game o' busty heads
& settled up old scores
Our Fathers never taught us nowt
Can fall into a fist
Our mothers never told us there'd
Be DAYS LIKE THIS!
Now we're screamin' at the coppers with
A belly full o piss
What a helluva way to celebrate yer day
Oh, I love you so
I hope I get to let you know
Before they lock my silly arse away
Oh, I love you so
Don't forget to write me tho' & I'll
Return to you one summers day
"No bottles! No blades allowed"
Shouted Father Hugh MacLeod
Who kissed his beads
Blessed the crowd & rolled upboth his sleeves
Soon I found me on the
Toes o' Blackie Anderson
Who promised he would put me on
Me arse before he leaves
He gouged an eye
He took an ear to match the
One he took the year
I took away his Mary dear &
Made her all me own
The right, the left, the hook
He played the fox, i played the chook
And I carved him like a turkey to the bone
Oh, I love you so
I hope I get to let you know
Before they lock my silly arse away
Oh, I love you so
Don't forget to write me tho' & I'll
Return to you one summers day
Oh, I love you so
I hope I get to let you know
Before they lock my silly arse away
Oh, I love you so
Don't forget to write me tho' & I'll
Return to you one summers day
Sticks, stones, broken bones
Bleedin' hearts & broken homes
All screamin' for the preacher wi'
His holy wine & wafer
Still the pipes o' war howled away &
Way before thedust had even settled
We were in the mornin' paper
By the Merc'n'tile the mob were near collapse
When Casey barred the door & kicked
The head off all the taps
And we pissed away the pain of
All the punches and the slaps
'til the wallopers came to sweep
Us off the bay
Oh, I love you so
I hope I get to let you know
Before they lock my silly arse away
Oh, I love you so
Don't forget to write me tho' & I'll
Return to you one summers day