Double Dropping Yokes With Eamon Devalera Lyrics

I been a good boy, I said my prayers,
I brushed my teeth and I went upstairs
I asked, "Lord, God won't you bless my soul
I want hole, foal, rock and roll;
When I grow up, I wanna be
The baddest motherf*cker what you ever done see.
But Christ looked down, he said "My Son,
What you ask of me, cannot be done;
the position you require it has been filled, By a bad motherf*cker with a bag o' pills,
a three-piece suit, snakeskin boots,
a rhinestone smile and an attitude,
He'll rob your phone, he'll f*ck your byore,
His name is written all across the toilet door,
He'll get the Holy Ghost, he'll spread it on toast
It's f*cking Eamon De Valera and he's double dropping yokes!

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