House Of Pain

House Of Pain - Danny Boy songtekst

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Please do explain why your skin's so pale
 And you're so funky  now how can that be
 Like a bird in a tree on the TLP
 It's the Irish intellect  no one disrespected
 My shit'll get hectic real quick
 This is the House Of Pain (pain)
 And pain is one thing we're not
 Cause we know we've got
 Style and fashion  smoke some hash and
 I'm smackin' up girls like cars were crashin'
 Danny Boy, Danny Boy, the pipes are callin'
 Thought you was a winner, ya was, now you're all in
 That's right, damn skimpy, ya can't get with me
 I run the whole track and leave ya three laps back
 Chop seuy don't do me no good
 I gotta have corn beef and cabbage, if I wanna manage
 I never eat pig, but I'll fuck up a potato
 I'm not a dago, but pasta's all that
 My pockets stay phat, so step the fuck back
 You wanna move on me, you better bring an army
 I rip shit daily, ask my man Tom Baily
 I'm rockin' the clock like if I was Bill Hailey
 I'm cockin' my glock, and I got my shileighly
 So watch your lady, because I'm

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 (Danny Boy!) Danny Boy
 (Danny Boy!) You know it's Danny Boy
 (Danny Boy!) 'S Danny Boy
 (Danny Boy!) You know it's Danny Boy
 (Danny Boy!) 'S Danny Boy
 (Danny Boy!) You know it's Danny Boy
 (Da ney Boy, Da Da ney Boy)
 Oh Danny Boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling
 From glen to glen, and down the mountainside
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Taal: Engels

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