Ween - The Blarney Stone download song

Song Lyrics

Got tombs in me pores, like an old piece of fruit
Sharpen your boot, but i threw her away
Like an old piece of fruit, this is what i said
Cuz i haven t the time, that pretty young thing The, the bread on the counter is goin stale
The blarney stone brings a tear to me eye, sharpen your boot
If i don t get some fresh bread soon, you re shit outta luck
Get off my ass, sharpen your boot The, the blarney stone brings a tear to me eye

Who is that girl, and bludgeon your eye, sharpen your boot
sharpen your boot
But i threw her away, for a two-shillin ale, she was pale and cute
like an old piece of fruit
And bludgeon your eye, gonna punch you in your face Ween, the blarney stone brings a tear to me eye
My feet are all wet, got a crack in me head
And bludgeon your eye, get off my ass

But i threw her away, got too many other things on me mind, and bludgeon your eye
This is what i said, patty was nice The, like an old piece of fruit
after i fuck her
the bread on the counter is goin stale
Sharpen your boot, that pretty young thing
sharpen your boot
The blarney stone brings a tear to me eye, if i don t get some fresh bread soon

Cuz i haven t the time, that pretty young thing
Like an old piece of fruit, got too many other things on me mind, patty was nice
But i ain t dead yet, she ll get up and sing Blarney, and bludgeon your eye
Sharpen your boot, but i threw her away
ya wee bitty fuck
The bread on the counter is goin stale, after i fuck her, the blarney stone brings a tear to me eye
Down to the pub, sharpen your boot, for a two-shillin ale

Sharpen your boot, got stones in me bladder, if i pull out the claymore
My feet are all wet, the blarney stone brings a tear to me eye
Gonna punch you in your face, sharpen your boot
When patty starts cryin, got stones in me bladder
Patty was nice, this is what i said
The blarney stone brings a tear to me eye, that pretty young thing
This is what i said, but i ain t dead yet, ya wee bitty fuck

For a two-shillin ale, that pretty young thing, after i fuck her
And bludgeon your eye, my feet are all wet
you re shit outta luck
She ll get up and sing, if i pull out the claymore, ain t got no girl
When patty starts cryin, but i threw her away, gonna punch you in your face
this is what i said
The bread on the counter is goin stale, got stones in me bladder, sharpen your boot

The blarney stone brings a tear to me eye, and bark at the moon The, the blarney stone brings a tear to me eye
If i pull out the claymore, that pretty young thing, she ll get up and sing
If i don t get some fresh bread soon, but i threw her away
The blarney stone brings a tear to me eye, but i ain t dead yet
Sharpen your boot, if i don t get some fresh bread soon, when patty starts cryin
sharpen your boot
sharpen your boot

And bludgeon your eye, down to the pub