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Different Drummer Lyrics
born on a black monday, me mother screamin' curses me ould lad in the pub
losin' money on the horses me granny kicked in the door, said "get a
job you bastard" and i come rollin' into the world, a walkin' talkin'
disaster
with a toot on the flute and a twiddle on the fiddle
oh music in me soul and a beat on me boombox oh up down turn around and
crash into the wall dancin' to the beat of me own different drummer
oh
at the age of 16 years i was apprenticed to a grocer but they
never knew me name, all they wanted was 'yes and no sir' so i bought a cheap
guitar, i learnt to write me poetry and me and rock and roll set off to see
the country
oh we played in pubs and dancehalls, we even played in
brothels i learned all about the good life through the ass end of a
bottle i learned about love from many's the fine lady but i was always
searchin' for me one true darlin' baby
oh i searched from coast to coast
from florida to canada with me heart upon me sleeve screamin' out "hi,
where are yeh" til i went home with a six foot girl from the south side
of chicago but it turned out she was a man, oh can you imagine the
disaster?
but the sweetest girl of all was from the state of
california oh she took me home to bed, kept me rockin til the
mornin' then the door came crashin' in, in the midst of me
shenanigans and her husband beat me up so bad, i'll never get it up
again
oh i'm goin' back to brooklyn with me tail between me legs
oh i'm givin' up this rock and roll, 'tis far too dangerous work oh stay
at your steady jobs, me boys, get married and have babies and keep the hell
away from them california ladies
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