[Verse 1] Woke up late to the church bells ringing Looked outside All the dead lads singing Neighbor’s dog’s chewing on a severed hand Mam says “Quit whining Take a stand” [Chorus] We got scissors and shovels and the frying pans Swinging like eejits through the sitting room If the world’s gone mad Then we’ll go mad too I’ll save this town with a teaspoon And a half-broke shoe (hey!) [Verse 2] Postman Dave’s got a mop and bucket Barmaid Maeve yelling “Swing it or chuck it!” Priest’s out front with a SuperValu bag Stuffing in heads like he’s picking out swag [Chorus] We got scissors and shovels and the frying pans Swinging like eejits through the sitting room If the world’s gone mad Then we’ll go mad too I’ll save this town with a teaspoon And a half-broke shoe (whoa-oh) [Bridge] [Drums drop to toms Crowd-clap pulse] Left hand Bread knife Right hand Broom Kick ’em down the hallway Bounce ’em off the room Shout “sorry Sorry” as we smash their jaws Irish hospitality with broken laws (hey!) [Chorus] We got scissors and shovels and the frying the pan of doom Swinging like eejits through the sitting room If the world’s gone mad Then we’ll go mad too Raise your cups You stubborn pups The dead can’t handle you (whoa-oh, whoa-oh)whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh), whoa-oh)
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