Pack Of Rats

Join the Paddy crew

We beat up all the fly rats

All you gotta do

Kidnap pretty sirens

Go on, footman

Join the tribe, come on board

Fear no, cabin-guy

Clean and shine your saber

All you have to try

Misdeed’s nasty flavour

Hold on, you moron

But first mop the floor

We take you to heaven

Sailin’ cross the seven seas

Where plants turns to naked girls

Choose one and take it

On trees there grow Rum Jars

A gulp can heal your scars

The pub pays for sink in the beer

So let’s drinkin’ and singin’ this song

Oh, me bully boys,

Haul up the pennant quickly!

Make hell of a noise!

Make the lassies hear: we’re

Comin’, knockin’

At the hell’s kitchen’s door