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 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, I'll never drink again Only with my friends