The Crutch - The Tossers

Like a princess stuck in a factory

There’s nothin' here, no, for me

Like a warted toad on a highway road

The road seems never ending

That’s what appeals, whenever I feel

Restless, solitary, anxiety

Just give me that road, when the world turns cold

And a nice hot glass of whiskey

Well, it’s blank above me thoughts

And it’s blank below me words

Get me drunk, and then I’m yours

So give me two pints o' stout, two pints o' stout

One so I don’t think no more, and one to face what I’ve in store

Two pints o' stout, two pints o' stout

My dear, you have no money, so you can turn and walk right out now

Well, have you ever thought we might have sought

In all our years together

To part now while there’s still a smile

And face the lonely weather

Well, what’s the worth of this wretched Earth

But traveling to new places

Does the one you like seem a chord to strike

Does appealing describe his faces

No, I’m not content, not with myself, my body nor my mind

So give me two pints o' stout, two pints o' stout

One so I don’t think no more, and one to face what I’ve in store

Two pints o' stout, two pints o' stout

Well, my dear, you have no money, so you can turn and walk right out

It’s freezing on O’Connell Street

And I’m talking to the hooker

Well, she might be a cop

But either way, I ain’t no better

So it’s rounds on me, one chance, you see

Because I have the money

When there’s no more booze then I’ll go home

And deal with my own thinking

Like a dream that tortures me each night

Is the peace I’ve known with you

So give me two pints o' stout, two pints o' stout

One so I don’t think no more, and one to face what I’ve in store

Two pints o' stout, two pints o' stout

Well, my dear, you have no money, so you can turn and walk right out