paroles de chanson Party On - Damien Dempsey
Doing
E,
doing
speed,
doing
cocaine
Mix
it
with
alcohol
and
go
insane
In
the
morning
the
edge
of
the
knife
Where
the
hell
is
the
bright
side
of
life?
It's
a
farcical
high
for
a
few
hours
Then
you're
blind
and
you
can't
see
the
bright
flowers
For
the
light
of
a
child
and
the
glee
If
you
splurge
then
the
law
you'll
agree
Turns
you
into
a
shell
of
what
you
used
to
be
All
the
weeks
you're
living
in
a
fantasy
Fantasise
about
the
party
to
come
Then
your
day-life
just
doesn't
seem
fun
I'm
not
telling
you
how
to
do
your
thing
I'm
just
laying
down
some
facts
about
indulging
How
the
shit
going
'round
can
become
Your
controller,
your
dictator,
your
one
I'm
giving
it
up
I
swear
in
the
New
Year.
No
more
of
that
for
me,
you'll
see...
I'm
going
to
be
going
straight
I
can't
wait
Until
this
year
is
gone,
party
on.
Coming
down
on
the
ground
in
a
small
house
You're
a
man
but
you
feel
like
a
small
mouse
Not
so
long
ago
you
felt
like
a
king
Someone
give
me
psychiatrist
a
ring
We'll
have
no
bread
and
feel
feckin'
brain-dead
All
alone
in
a
room
full
of
E-heads
Feel
so
hollow
and
sickingly
and
worthless
There's
no
cure
in
the
mosques
or
the
churches
I
met
strangers
who
barely
six
hours
ago
Were
the
best
friends
I
thought
I'd
ever
know
Now
they're
strangers
again
'cos
I'm
down
And
I
won't
say
'hello'
if
I
see
them
in
town
I'm
giving
it
up
I
swear
in
the
New
Year.
No
more
of
that
for
me,
you'll
see...
I'm
going
to
be
going
straight
I
can't
wait
Until
this
year
is
gone,
party
on.
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