After the pub, back to the gaff,

Bag full of cans, time for a laugh.

Different tunes, no time to think,

Queue for the jacks so puke in the sink.

Roll up a joint and pass to your mate,

Look for a snog, let’s tempt fate.

Check upstairs then check downstairs,

No women here, its time to despair.

Another fucking sausage factory,

Just one more Irish house party.