The Larney Stone

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Get off my ass you wee bitty fuck 
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If I pull out the Claymore you're shit out of luck 
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Who's that girl?  That pretty young thing 
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After I fuck her, she'll get up and sing 
 
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Aye aye aye  -- Sharpen your boot, and bludgeon your eye 
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Aye aye aye -- The Blareny Stone brings a tear to me eye 
 
Down to the pub for a two shilling ale 
The bread on the counter is going stale 
If I don't get some fresh bread soon 
Gonna punch you in your face and bark at the moon 
 
Aye aye aye -- Sharpen your boot, and bludgeon your eye 
Aye aye aye -- The Blareny Stone brings a tear to me eye 
 
Ain't got no girl 'cuz I haven't the time 
Got too many other things on me mind 
Patty was nice, she was young pale and cute 
But I threw her away like an old piece of fruit 
 
Aye aye aye -- Sharpen your boot, and bludgeon your eye 
Aye aye aye -- The Blareny Stone brings a tear to me eye 
 
Got oooze in my pores, my feet are all wet 
Got mold in my ears, but I ain't dead yet 
Got stones in my bladder, got a crack in me head 
When Patty starts cryin' this is what I said 
 
Aye aye aye -- Sharpen your boot, and bludgeon your eye 
Aye aye aye -- The Blareny Stone brings a tear to me eye