Shane Mac Gowan and the Popes The Snake With Eyes of Garnet
Last night as I lay dreaming My way across the sea James Mangan brought me comfort With laudnum and poitin He flew me back to Dublin In 1819 To a public execution Being held on Stephen s Green The young man on the platform Held his head up and he did sing Then he whispered hard into my ear As he handed me this ring If you miss me on the harbour For the boat, it leaves at three Take this snake with eyes of garnet My mother gave to me This snake cannot be captured This snake cannot be t
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