Standard (EADGBE)
Intro
Goodmornin' Da, oh I'm in gaol.
I don't need you to try for bail.
If I know Ma, she'll scream and wail,
so just lock me up and throw away the key.
Verse
Well goodbye to my own Dublin dear,
and goodbye to old St. Brigid's there.
Well I wasn't born with this, but now I got it like a flu.
I'm fuckin' useless, so what's the point of impressing you?
Chorus
Goodmornin' Da, oh I'm in gaol.
I don't need you to try for bail.
If I know Ma, she'll scream and wail,
so just lock me up and throw away the key.
Verse
Well, I'd only fifteen pints but I could not see,
when them damn skites got a hold of me.
Well, I could say it was the whiskey oh, but that it may not be.
Or just the prospect here of something else to do.
Chorus
Verse
Well I've always been a problem child,
and I know that I have been too wild.
I wasn't born with this, but now I got it like a flu.
I'm fuckin' useless, so what's the point of impressing you?