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Demolition Dan Lyrics DEMOLITION DAN ‘Twas just before Easter, the night it was balmy The mist stealin’ in from the eastern sea Myself and McGuigan we fell out of Canwells Our hands a groopin’ the door of the squad When a bright orange flame it upset the horizon Accompanied by such a thunderous retort We turned the car round and sped up to Rathsheedan Through mouthfuls of tea leaves we cursed and we swore. Said McGuigan to me: “Are you sure those are tea leaves?” The scene that we witnessed on cemetery hill There were coffins and gravestones all over the roadside And corpses in various states of decay An’ all you could hear was the squad engine throbbin’ When we put in a call to the local HQ Through the mist came a swirling a croppled young surly, He stared at the searchlight and this he did say: “I’m Demolition Dan, I’m your ignition man A terrorist sent down by God to liberate ye from yeer native sod White sepulchers beware they keep us all down here If you get too attached to the things in this life I’ll blow your old headstone away, in the night.” McGuigan tore into him boots and fists flying Saying: Half me wife’s family is buried hin there” But not a tire came from the mad bastard Through blood was a pourin’ right out of his grin When we finally bundled him into the backseat The night was alive with sirens and lights Of army trucks comin’ up Rathsheedan Hill To bury the dead before coming of dawn. For many years after his incaraceration Strange tales were related about this mad man Some said that his father was one of the force His mother a wayward one was buried in there Said others the drugs and born-agin Protestants Out of America drove him insane But myself and McGuigan will never forget The strange look in his face and the words he did say: “I’m Demolition Dan, I’m your ignition man A terrorist sent down by God to liberate ye from yeer native sod White sepulchers beware they keep us all down here If you get too attached to the things in this life I’ll blow your old headstone away, in the night.” |
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