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.