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Andy Irvine - King Bore and the Sandman lyrics
One summers night in Bucharest I beat my hair and I tore my breast King Bore and the Sandman, Hand in hand, man Sat down at my table and became my guest I knew by the look in his boring eyes I knew by his witless ould grey head so wise When he took out an oil-can And oiled his jaws, man I knew I was in for no great surprise And lo and behold his mouth opened wide And his rusty ould tongue which had long lain inside Issued forth with a torrent Of words so abhorrent I had never a chance of stemming the tide My eyes were glazed and my neck was sore From nodding my head for three hours or more When King Bore with a roar tore My heart to the core-ore He saw my eyes travel cross the room to the door "I'm not boring you, I hope," said he And in instantly launched into a solliloquay Of his youthful frollicks, Such a load of old bollocks As I ever have heard you can take it from me But to my amazement relief and surprise The Sandman yawned and up he did rise And from out of his handbag Produced a sandbag And a handful he threw in my red-rimmed eyes The very last words I heard the old king say "When I was in Ameri-cay" My departing mind left him far behind and King Bore and the Sandman they both drifted away |
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