[ Featuring Wayne Murray ]
Racing through the city
Down to O Connell Street
Fists were flying but the band played on
As I was knocked off my feet
I picked myself up off the floor
You can t keep a good man down
All your fighting talk won t mean a thing
If you can t last the round!
Hold steady, hold steady
Let s bring it home!
Let s bring it home!
You talk the talk, can you walk the walk?
Let s bring it home!
The deck was stacked against us
Our backs against the wall
But one by one they began to fall
And we cried, We ll take you all!
The light s turned, it was time to go
Singing all the way home
Sha, the night s still young, I ve nowhere to be
So pour a double, pour a double, pour a double for me
We re bringing it home!
We re bringing it home!
Racing through the city
Down to O Connell Street
Fists were flying but the band played on
I was swept off my feet
We re bringing it home!
C mon!
