"Quare Things In Dublin" lyrics

There's quare things in Dublin between Howth and Crumlin
Down in Ringsend there's a five-legged cat
And a three-legged donkey, a two-headed monkey
There's nothing so quare as this four-faced old clock

There's a clock in old Dublin that stands on a steeple
Proud and erect with four faces so tall
While one of them says you are late, it's deceiving
The other one says it's a quarter to four
And you run down the road and he grins as you hurry
When just round the corner you look in surprise
It's not quite the same as it was on the last street
This bloody blaggard is telling me lies

There's quare things in Dublin between Howth and Crumlin
Down in Ringsend there's a five-legged cat
And a three-legged donkey, a two-headed monkey
There's nothing so square as this four-faced old clock

There's a half-hour to spare, now how will I kill it?
I'll nip up the road; hop in for a jar
With the chimes of four bells I look back in amazement
His other side, sure has gone past the hour
There's a lesson in life to adopt and interpret
It applies to all people, regardless their race
Oh, don't put your trust or your faith in a person
If sometimes they seem to have more than one face

There's quare things in Dublin between Howth and Crumlin
Down in Ringsend there's a five-legged cat
And a three-legged donkey, a two-headed monkey
There's nothing so square as this four-faced old clock

There's quare things in Dublin between Howth and Crumlin
Down in Ringsend there's a five-legged cat
And a three-legged donkey, a two-headed monkey
There's nothing so square as this four-faced old clock