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Bridie and Tessie were out on their feet
Selling knocked-off Reebok along cobbled streets
Evenings brought sing-songs and the slagging from hell
Over the jeers and the gossip, a slow sadness welled
The road to the morning was measured in kegs
And all the lads claimed the girls had hollow legs
As they’d speak of the future and what they might do
As though the night had the power to make it come through
They’d squirrel their money away
Change is the stranger to which we all pray
They dreamt of a gaf with a garden
In a Drumshanbo terraced estate
Bridie will greet you with a squeeze and a hug
And she’ll tell you how her firstborn was lost to the bug
Tessie will tell you, her first fella sulked
When his horse came in second bet her to a pulp
You see Bridie’s a councillor, Tessie’s a priest
To the women who buy fruit and veg once a week
They’re all lonely souls and the company gold
But with only state pension, the future is cold
They’d squirrel their money away
Change is the stranger to which we fall prey
They dreamt a suntrap of a garden
In a Drumshanbo terraced estate
Bridie said Tessie, it’s money for jam
Selling these fireworks from under the pram
If we ever get caught sure that judge will strike it off
He’s been years buying Calvin Kleins off of our stall
The economy grows but their take doesn’t swell
Ruled by philistines with hard-ons for malls and hotels
Either nobody wants their cheap fakes for their kids
Or the boom in the “Big Smoke” is only a fib
They’d squirrel their money away
Change is the stranger to which we all pray
They dreamt of a scrap of a garden
In a Drumshanbo terraced estate
They dreamt a suntrap of a garden
In a Drumshanbo gunpowder haze
They both thought the name of Drumshanbo was gas
And a great place to live out your days
