Ween - The Blarney Stone lyrics

Get off my a** you wee bitty f** If i pull out the claymore you're sh** outta luck Who's that girl, that pretty young thing After i f** her she'll get up and sing Aye aye aye -- sharpen your boot, and bludgeon your eye Aye aye aye -- the blarney 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 blarney 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 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 blarney stone brings a tear to me eye Got ooze in my pores my feet are all wet Got mold in my ears but i ain't dead yet Got stones in me 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 blarney stone brings a tear to me eye