"Headcase" lyrics
Isteach 's amach, thievin'
Round the back of the shop, schemin'
Níl aon lucht orainn constable
The trouble is that the boys are steamin'
Pints of cream and no sleep
Lands ye in the back of the jeep
You're more likely to stand in dog shite
If you're always running the streets
Ach ní athraíonn rudaí
Staffy keek up the back of your guddies
Graveyard merchant, barrack purchased
Taps aff it's sunny
But he's got no plan
Stunted growth, pushing prams, got no hope
Vices a chonáionn a dul é, seachas sin, the cunt can't cope
Headcase
All over the place
A prescription addiction
And a fall from grace
He's a headcase
All over the place
A prescription addiction
And a fall from grace
Laid back, stressed out overachiever
Stuck to the sofa, dúid mhór mhíofar
Greamaithe I dTír na nÓg, with a young man's fever
Up all night ruminating, seething
'Cause in sa cheantar seo they don't believe in him
Traochta tinn de seo, má fhágann sé iad seo a déarfadh sé leo
Ní ghlacfaidh sé cac níos mó
Go háirithe ní ghlacfaidh sé cac uait féin no fuck
An saol crua go leor, díreach mar atá
Ní féidir bheith foirfe an t-am ar fad
Caithfidh tú bheith cúramach, gonna go mad
Caithfidh tú bheith airdéallach go fóill buail fir keep it up, big man
Harp in his hand, day at the beach with his head in the sand
Headcase
All over the place
A prescription addiction
And a fall from grace
He's a headcase
All over the place
A prescription addiction
And a fall from grace
Spraoi-thiománai agus é óg
Líne leictreach crochta le bróg
Sin mar a bhí sé thiar insan lá
Ach anois is ar éigean go bhfanann sé an teach
Sé buailte, cráite
Imithe le buairt is sáite, inchinn léite
Mothúcháin báite ach ar a laghad white lightning láidir
Buachaillí barr na sráide, fear mire, fear cruaidh, fear láidir
Saighdiúir cider, father fighter
Pockets full of broken lighters
Na fiacla ar an bhealach amach
Na lámha scratching his ballix a lot
Barred from local
Few pints, got vocal in a blood-stained Celtic top
Another headcase who lost the plot
Bhí dóchas ann dó ach but now there's not
Another headcase who lost the plot
Double shots and trouble's all he's got
Headcase
All over the place
A prescription addiction
And a fall from grace
He's a headcase
All over the place
A prescription addiction
And a fall from grace
Round the back of the shop, schemin'
Níl aon lucht orainn constable
The trouble is that the boys are steamin'
Pints of cream and no sleep
Lands ye in the back of the jeep
You're more likely to stand in dog shite
If you're always running the streets
Ach ní athraíonn rudaí
Staffy keek up the back of your guddies
Graveyard merchant, barrack purchased
Taps aff it's sunny
But he's got no plan
Stunted growth, pushing prams, got no hope
Vices a chonáionn a dul é, seachas sin, the cunt can't cope
Headcase
All over the place
A prescription addiction
And a fall from grace
He's a headcase
All over the place
A prescription addiction
And a fall from grace
Laid back, stressed out overachiever
Stuck to the sofa, dúid mhór mhíofar
Greamaithe I dTír na nÓg, with a young man's fever
Up all night ruminating, seething
'Cause in sa cheantar seo they don't believe in him
Traochta tinn de seo, má fhágann sé iad seo a déarfadh sé leo
Ní ghlacfaidh sé cac níos mó
Go háirithe ní ghlacfaidh sé cac uait féin no fuck
An saol crua go leor, díreach mar atá
Ní féidir bheith foirfe an t-am ar fad
Caithfidh tú bheith cúramach, gonna go mad
Caithfidh tú bheith airdéallach go fóill buail fir keep it up, big man
Harp in his hand, day at the beach with his head in the sand
Headcase
All over the place
A prescription addiction
And a fall from grace
He's a headcase
All over the place
A prescription addiction
And a fall from grace
Spraoi-thiománai agus é óg
Líne leictreach crochta le bróg
Sin mar a bhí sé thiar insan lá
Ach anois is ar éigean go bhfanann sé an teach
Sé buailte, cráite
Imithe le buairt is sáite, inchinn léite
Mothúcháin báite ach ar a laghad white lightning láidir
Buachaillí barr na sráide, fear mire, fear cruaidh, fear láidir
Saighdiúir cider, father fighter
Pockets full of broken lighters
Na fiacla ar an bhealach amach
Na lámha scratching his ballix a lot
Barred from local
Few pints, got vocal in a blood-stained Celtic top
Another headcase who lost the plot
Bhí dóchas ann dó ach but now there's not
Another headcase who lost the plot
Double shots and trouble's all he's got
Headcase
All over the place
A prescription addiction
And a fall from grace
He's a headcase
All over the place
A prescription addiction
And a fall from grace
