Pack Of Rats

Join the Paddy crew!

We beat up all the fly rats

All you gotta do is

Kidnap pretty sirens!

Go on, footman

Join the tribe, come on board!

Fear no, cabin-guy

Clean and shine your saber!

All you have to try

Misdeed’s nasty flavour!

Hold on, you moron

But first mop the floor!

We take you to heaven as

Sailin’ cross the seven seas

Where plants turns to naked girls

Choose one and take it

On trees there grow Rum Jars

A gulp can heal your scars

The pub pays for sink in the beer

So let’s drinkin’ and singin’ this song

Oh, me bully boys,

Haul up the pennant quickly!

Make hell of a noise!

Make the lassies hear:

We’re comin’, knockin’

At the hell’s kitchen’s door