Up Go The Tankards Lyrics
- Genre:Acoustic
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
Up go the tankards
And u- oup they rise
I'll drink 'till I can't see from
Both of me eyes
Now fill up my cu- op
Of a mountable size
'Cus we all think, when we drink
All our sorrow dies
Day in and day out
Everybody's all stressed
The plague is still spreading
And we're dreading we're next
All talk about politics, power and fear
Is the very main reason why
We chug our beer
A night on the down
Is a death wish I say
So come gather at the tavern
Where music shall play
Forget all your woes
For we've plenty supply
Unlike that poor month when we
Drank the bar dry
Up go the tankards
And u- oup they rise
I'll drink 'till I can't see from
Both of me eyes
Now fill up my cu- op
Of a mountable size
'Cus we all think, when we drink
All our sorrow dies
I drink for the mellow taste of a home brew
My brother, when he drinks
It's straight from a shoe
(Fuck you!)
If you've got a story behind a good draft
Then pull up a chair, sit with us
Together we'll laugh
So I hear your dear loved one
Up and dropped dead
A calamity truly
Now let's clear your head!
We've got just the treatment for
When your heart bleeds
No more will you mourn after
Swiggin' some mead
Up go the tankards
And u- oup they rise
I'll drink 'till I can't see from
Both of me eyes
Now fill up my cu- op
Of a mountable size
'Cus we all think, when we drink
All our sorrow dies
(One copper!)
(Has anyone seen Boris?)
(Tip your bards, ye bastards!)
When the sun rises our bodies will throb
We'll haul to your duties and
Crawl to our jobs
But when the sun sets and we're feigning defeat
We'll curse every langer
And here's where we'll meet
Now off yer arses!
Up go the tankards
And u- oup they rise
I'll drink 'till I can't see from
Both of me eyes
Now fill up my cu- op
Of a mountable size
'Cus we all think, when we drink
All our sorrow dies
Up go the tankards
And u- oup they rise
I'll drink 'till I can't see from
Both of me eyes
Now fill up my cu- op
Of a mountable size
'Cus we all think, when we drink
All our sorrow dies
'Cus we all think, when we drink
All our sorrow dies
'Cus we all think, when we drink
All our sorrow dies
(Play Wellermen!)
(Oh, póg mo thóin)