Poor Ol' Jimmy Biscuit (Explicit)-Paddy And The Rats

Poor Ol' Jimmy Biscuit (Explicit)

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Poor Ol' Jimmy Biscuit - Paddy And The Rats

Written By:Kristóf Oravecz/Péter Takács/Géza Maczonkai/Sándor Jeczenyik

Poor ol' jimmy biscuit

Was baptized by a pixie

Who drank a lotta whiskey

In the pub where he was born

Poor ol' jimmi biscuit

Was married with miss whiskey

He does never risk it

Then in the end he died alone

Same ol' story that I tell

About a guy who shaked the hell

A drunken town where he was raised

On marshmallow and fairytales

A waitress' son mom sailed away

A boozy daddy couldn't pay bills and foods

In happy mood he had no other way

Poor ol' jimmy biscuit

Was baptized by a pixie

Who drank a lotta whiskey

In the pub where he was born

Poor ol' jimmi biscuit

Was married with miss whiskey

He does never risk it

Then in the end he died alone

When he was a sucklin' boy

Bobtails rocked his cradle on

Then a good job after school

Provoked the girls in swimming pool

He had never work on fame

But his shine won't fade away

Rock the nation new sensation

Drink the life away

Poor ol' jimmy biscuit

Was baptized by a pixie

Who drank a lotta whiskey

In the pub where he was born

Poor ol' jimmi biscuit

Was married with miss whiskey

He does never risk it

Then in the end he died alone

Pissed into an empty jar

And sold as wine at barry's bar

Sometimes he had to give a head

For a pint of beer or a slice of bread

No one ever saw him working

But he didn't give a sh*t to jerks

And a rainy day like anyday

He just passed away

Poor ol' jimmy biscuit

Was baptized by a pixie

Who drank a lotta whiskey

In the pub where he was born

Poor ol' jimmi biscuit

Was married with miss whiskey

He does never risk it

Then in the end he died alone

Need no education

He spend his money just on alcohol

Lost boy of the nation

Waisted time on football rock 'n' roll

Misfit generation

Living fast but always run to fall

His predestination is

Anarchy

Poor ol' jimmy biscuit

Was baptized by a pixie

Who drank a lotta whiskey

In the pub where he was born

Poor ol' jimmi biscuit

Was married with miss whiskey

He does never risk it

Then in the end he died alone

Poor ol' jimmy biscuit

Was baptized by a pixie

Who drank a lotta whiskey

In the pub where he was born

Poor ol' jimmi biscuit

Was married with miss whiskey

He does never risk it

Then in the end he died alone

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