The Boys Are On The Loose 

Cillian’s the healing priest, never short of wine
Satisfies the hot coppers with fires
Rory the red king, he’s a beast, cannot quench his flames
Imbibes the juice of love when he desires

Day and night’ll fuse when we go out on the booze
The world is ours everything feels right
The boys are on the loose, ain’t no glass that we’d refuse
But tomorrow, dude, don’t turn on the lights

Ooo, I’ll never drink again
I promise, I swear to God
Ooo, I’ll never drink again…
Only this weekend

Sully the tapster’s black-eyed son, keeper of the keys,
Is always in a lotta argy-bargy
Many times has been on the run to have a taste in life
with Barry and Murphy from the British Army

Day and night’ll fuse when we go out on the booze
The world is ours everything feels right
The boys are on the loose, ain’t no glass that we’d refuse
But tomorrow, dude, don’t turn on the lights

Ooo, I’ll never drink again
I promise, I swear to God
Ooo, I’ll never drink again…
Only this weekend

Ooo, I’ll never drink again
I promise, I swear to God
Ooo, I’ll never drink again…
Only this weekend
Ooo, I’ll never drink again
I promise, I swear to God
Ooo, I’ll never drink again…
Only this weekend

Dillion’s garden’s studded by a jillion plumpy fruit
The low-hangin’ ones fire up the party
Donovan’s the lovin’ fool, he will binge then purge,
Girl names tattooed all over his body

Day and night’ll fuse when we go out on the booze
The world is ours everything feels right
The boys are on the loose, ain’t no glass that we’d refuse
But tomorrow, dude, don’t turn on the lights

Ooo, I’ll never drink again
I promise, I swear to God
Ooo, I’ll never drink again…
Only this weekend

Ooo, I’ll never drink again
I promise, I swear to God
Ooo…
Only with my friends