V1. Well, Ol' Johhny Accordian-Boy was playin' in the band,
& every night they'd get so wrecked that they could hardly stand,
3 a.m. in Kentish Town, headin' homeward was his quest,
drunk & disorderly, he resisted an arrest!

V2. So, Ol' Johnny Accordian-boy was banged-

Everybody's welcome to the hooley!
Everybody's welcome to the hooley!
As long as you ain't ructious or unruly,
'Cos Everybody's welcome to the hooley!

Ye eejits from white power, you can take a golden shower,
If you're gonna come here spoutin' all yer crap…
- 'though we

Laura non c'è, è andata via
Laura non è più cosa mia
E te che sei qua e mi chiedi perché
L'amo se niente più mi da
Mi manca da spezzare il fiato
Fa male e non lo sa
Che non mi è mai passata
Laura non c'è capisco che
È stupido cercarla in te
Io sto da schifo cr

'Twas down the glen came McAlpine's men,
with their shovels slung behind them,
ah-'twas in the pub that they drank the sub,
or down in the spike you'll find them,
well they sweated blood and they washed-down mud,
with pints and quarts of beer,
and now we're on the road ag

V.1 Near Banbridge town, in the county down,
One morning last July,
Down a boreen green, came a sweet colleen,
& she smiled as she passed me by,

Br.1 She looked so neat from her two white feet,
To the sheen of her nut-brown hair,
-Such a coaxing elf, sure, I shook m