HOUSE OF PAIN - Danny Boy, Danny Boy lyrics

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Peckerwood, peckerwood, tell me your tale<br>Please do explain why your skin's so pale<br>And you're so funky, now how can that be<br>Like a bird in a tree on the tlp<br>It's the irish intellect, no one disrespected<br>My shit'll get hectic real quick<br>This is the house of pain (pain)<br>And pain is one thing we're not<br>Cause we know we've got<br>Style and fashion, smoke some hash and<br>I'm smackin' up girls like cars were crashin'<br>Danny boy, danny boy, the pipes are callin'<br>Thought you was a winner, ya was, now you're all in<br>That's right, damn skimpy, ya can't get with me<br>I run the whole track and leave ya three laps back<br>Chop seuy don't do me no good<br>I gotta have corn beef and cabbage, if I wanna manage<br>I never eat pig, but I'll fuck up a potato<br>I'm not a dago, but pasta's all that<br>My pockets stay phat, so step the fuck back<br>You wanna move on me, you better bring an army<br>I rip shit daily, ask my man tom baily<br>I'm rockin' the clock like if I was bill hailey<br>I'm cockin' my glock, and I got my shileighly<br>So watch your lady, because i'm<br><br>(danny boy!) danny boy<br>(danny boy!) you know it's danny boy<br>(danny boy!) 's danny boy<br>(danny boy!) you know it's danny boy<br>(danny boy!) 's danny boy<br>(danny boy!) you know it's danny boy<br><br>(da ney boy, da da ney boy)<br>Oh danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling<br>From glen to glen, and down the mountainside