Push for PORTER

Somebody under the bed - whoever can it be?
I feel so very nervous, I call for Joanee
Joanee lights the candle but there's nobody there
Hey! Hi! Diddeleedai and out goes she.

Skipping rope still turning - children at their play
In and out of Clarendon Street, In and out to pray
I haven't prayed for twenty years or sung a happy song
Since praying went with innocence and the divil played along.

And we all went up to the Mero - Hey there! Who's your man?
It's only Johnny Forty Coats, sure he's a desperate man
Bang Bang shoots the buses with his golden key
Hey! Hi! Diddeleedai and out goes she

Me father was a stater and me mother loved a Tan
She loved her ham and her sausages and her soldier fancy man
Noel's up in Jacob's and Mary's on the town
And I joined the transport union when they said my nose was brown

And we all went up to the Mero - Hey there! Who's your man
It's Alfie Byrne out walking, sure he's a decent man
Bang Bang shoots the buses with his golden key
Hey! Hi! Diddeleedai and out goes she

I've a tanner for the Mero and me confo money's hid
If Mary's in the family way she can blame the Cisco kid
I'll be langers in the morning - me longers need a patch
Ah, Jesus! There's Con Martin - I hope yiz win the match

Me uncle had a wolfhound that never had to pee
But Hairy Lemon snatched it down on Eden quay
Now I have me primo and me scapulars are blue
For helping the black babies and Dolly Fossett too

And we all went up to the Mero - Hey there! Who's your man?
It's Brendan Behan out walking, sure he's the Ginger Man
Bang Bang shoots the buses with his golden key
Hey! Hi! Diddeleedai and out goes she

It's true that Dublin's changing since the pillar was blown down
By the winds of violence that are buggering up the town
We used to solve a difference with a digging match and a jar
But now they're all playing bang-bang - that's going too bleeding far

And we all go up to the Mero - Hey there! Who's your man?
It's only me guardian angel - Get a large one for your man
There's no use bleedin` rushin`, sure now it's the Holy Hour
A plenary indulgence and another baby power