House of Pain — Danny Boy Danny Boy

[Verse 1: Everlast] Peckerwood, peckerwood, tell me your tale Please do explain why your skin's so pale And you're so funky, now how can that be? Like a bird in a tree you're on the T-O-P [Verse 2: Danny Boy] It's the Irish intellect, no one disrespect it Or shit'll get hectic real quick This is the House Of Pain (pain) And plain is one thing we're not Cause we know we've got Style and fashion, smoke some hash and I'm smacking up girls like cars were crashing [Verse 3: Everlast] Danny Boy, Danny Boy, the pipes are calling Thought you was a winner, you was, now you're all in [Verse 4: Danny Boy] That's right, damn skimpy, you can't get with me I run the whole track and leave you three laps back [Verse 5: Everlast] Chop suey don't do me no good I gotta have corn beef and cabbage if I wanna manage I'd never eat pig but I'll fuck up a potato I'm not a dago, but pasta's all that My pockets stay fat, so step the fuck back You wanna move on me, you better bring an army [Verse 6: Danny Boy] I rip shit daily, ask my man Tom Bailey I'm rocking the clock like if I was Bill Haley I'm cocking my Glock and I got my shillelagh So watch your lady, because I'm (Danny Boy!) Danny Boy (Danny Boy!) You know it's Danny Boy (Danny Boy!) 'S Danny Boy (Danny Boy!) You know it's Danny Boy (Danny Boy!) 'S Danny Boy (Danny Boy!) You know it's Danny Boy Oh Danny Boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling From glen to glen, and down the mountain side


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