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Peckerwood, peckerwood, tell me your talePlease do explain why your skin's so paleAnd you're so funky, now how can that beLike a bird in a tree on the tlpIt's the irish intellect, no one disrespectedMy shit'll get hectic real quickThis is the house of pain (pain)And pain is one thing we're notCause we know we've gotStyle and fashion, smoke some hash andI'm smackin' up girls like cars were crashin'Danny boy, danny boy, the pipes are callin'Thought you was a winner, ya was, now you're all inThat's right, damn skimpy, ya can't get with meI run the whole track and leave ya three laps backChop seuy don't do me no goodI gotta have corn beef and cabbage, if I wanna manageI never eat pig, but I'll fuck up a potatoI'm not a dago, but pasta's all thatMy pockets stay phat, so step the fuck backYou wanna move on me, you better bring an armyI rip shit daily, ask my man tom bailyI'm rockin' the clock like if I was bill haileyI'm cockin' my glock, and I got my shileighlySo watch your lady, because i'm(danny boy!) danny boy(danny boy!) you know it's danny boy(danny boy!) 's danny boy(danny boy!) you know it's danny boy(danny boy!) 's danny boy(danny boy!) you know it's danny boy(da ney boy, da da ney boy)Oh danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are callingFrom glen to glen, and down the mountainside