HEY MICK...
what game ya playing now?..
we got a drinking game..
ya wanna play a round?
sit your head upon the bar
close your eyes
don’t ya peek..
it’s a great surprise....
guess what flavor this bottle is....
this games always a smash.....
ole mick grinning like a child.....
down came the pint too fast....
flying bits of skullllll CRASH....
laughing at the Scot...
it ain’t nuthin personal...
need to learn to play the game...
don’t you know it’s.....
MORTIMERS RULES.....
Take another bottle down...
pass it to another town...
spreading death by brew...
it’s coming after you!
MORTIMERS RULES.....
MORTIMERS RULES.....
MORTIMERS RULES.....
Take another inbred town...
local bully’s frowns....
Try to abuse me..
just try to abuse me...
MORTIMERS RULES.....
MORTIMERS RULES.....
just another misfit mick...
splinter dreams wet cement....
From Ireland
To long Island....
MORTIMERS RULES.....
been pushed down
just one too many times...
no more back of lines......
MORTIMERS RULES.....
MORTIMERS RULES.....
Flaming red head death....
Grinning boy wet with sweat..
mother’s Irish angel...
Playing cards he was dealt....
MORTIMERS RULES.....
MORTIMERS RULES.....
MORTIMERS RULES.....
