Patrick Three

She won't take you, without a world to gain, what it is to lose, scrubbed by fire, how to remain. free of the wire, she doesn’t do feuds, makes sandwiches of paste, what's not to choose, anyone you desire, is hard to disdain, when you know what's for hire, what she's been through, don't laugh it away, your bones tell the truth, her lips won't ask why, you live without strain, or forget what's the time, the heart seeks good news, it runs like the Spey, some things you can't fool, winter’s here again.

Paddy Two

Nothing else to gain, a knife to your throat, why try to escape, they'll depart soon, blood on their boat, singing their tunes, you'll survive the wait, know in your bones, not to hesitate, never mind their hooks, you don’t need a throne, or the love of fools, mend that broken gate, you're not someone unknown, who needs a mate, there is only a few, they won’t use the rope, you’re no one's dupe, it's not too late, to let them know, this is not your fate, you don’t follow.

Paddy

If you cook with gas, turn the flame up, give it a blast, face like a stone, the way you love, beats going alone, silken ones who trap, like pullets cluck, fall and collapse, they ring you the most, roll in the muck, to stay at their posts, drink wine aghast, you’re no muppet, attend holy Mass, tell them to go home, consider them fluff, who pick at your bones, no one lasts, without some luck, who shouts Basta !!!! earn those bucks.

Jamie Three

You look like you rule, working the bread line, regarding other fools, you think you're great, at other's demise, stop before it's too late, does it make you feel good, what’s going on inside, such a face you tool, yet once again, your eyes dance like fireflies, they’ll have their say, it’s poor gruel, these cooked over lies, to all that you do, here in this game, you race for your life, but who holds the reins, poor burnt-out mules, may offer you hindsight, but is it not cool, to ask yourself why?

Jamie Two

Unleash my dreams, don't want to ‘phone, say what you’ve done to me, I'm not so stupid, who seeks to atone, in a search for love, the state of a has-been, who lives through his ghosts, is that what you mean, even if you knew, you once touched my soul, it's not something to rue, this is my scene, that you put on toast, your hair like autumn leaves, I hate where I'm going, a knife to my throat, ocean waves roll, you know where you've been, don't let out a groan, stifle your screams, I’m going I’m gone.

Jamie

My lover asks, were you ever born, how come nothing lasts, don’t you have ghosts, dreams you’ve scorned, that won't leave you alone, I adjust my mask, stifle a yawn, I know my past, don't ever throw stones, at what you've torn, it stops you to grow, I like these chit chats, what is to spawn, where you leave your hat, with love in my bones, I whistle up a storm, everyone needs a home, my key’s on the mat, no one's forlorn, I’m built to last, a place in the hall.

Natalie Three

Who can just smile easy, and know what to say, when a spirit's released, a high heeled slumber, stones, wreaths, holidays, it makes you wonder, I play a coward's release, without hope or shape, maybe find it one day, did I have your number, when you started to trace, a life unencumbered, my insides screech, cornfields whisper and sway, I hear you in the breeze, waste of time don't bother, I'm a disgrace, you can roll the thunder, heavy with my misdeeds, a certain rising too late, I'm not eager to see, a memory of your face.