Pullin’ Teeth 가사

I was messing at a gathering atop a hill of a brisk and shepherd's morning Air so cold you could crack it on a knee I train the eye like an eagle and watch the creatures flee one by one Sometimes, you get lucky Sometimes, they'll disappear back up their own arse if it's not too mucky If you're lucky So smug and busy Just another suit-yourself is he He's an irish man though So smug and busy Just another suit-yourself is he He's an irish man though So stick your harps up a yipaderry-o Stubbin' a toe upon a peg by a tent too bent out of shape to house the critters You single out the feather of a hat of another String it to the bow you stole from another brother Sometimes, you get lucky (ay, you would) Sometimes, they'll disappear back up their own arse if it's not too mucky If you're lucky So smug and busy Just another suit-yourself is he He's an irish man though So smug and busy Just another suit-yourself is he He's an irish man though You telling me how you feel Is not why I have my walls up The further out the wings you get The closer you become instead You telling me how you feel Gold celtic sauce dripping glaze from a rusty old face of a fireplace Jetblack anorak covered up panic attack Mouthpiece for the righteous But not a single word or act that tells me you stand with the gracious at all Dressed the part, but yet to play the part So rise up I say, but you can't You're as flat as a snake's bollocks Ask yourself what you truly want You'll be sad first but sad less What are you so afraid of? You telling me how you feel So smug and busy Just another suit-yourself is he He's an irish man though So stick your harps up a yipaderry-o