Every town is Dublin town
Any town we hang around
The thing to be for you and me
Is Irish on St. Patricks day

Where'er you're from
Be it Minsk or Bonn
Come join us in our drinking song
Chances are if you look back far
Enough there's a paddy in your history (book)

So we'll be
Drinking stout and arsing about
In a place known as Ontario
Drinking stout and arsing about
On the rue de Tivoli
Drinking stout and arsing about
In the square called Tiannanman
(man)
Drinking stout take time out from
Back packing in Katmandu

Every town is Dublin town
Except for Dublin city
On the seventeenth of march because
The place is bloody empty

We're all
Drinking stout and arsing about
In Melbourne, Perth and Sydney
Down those pints
'til damage done
To liver and to kidney

(break)

Drinking stout and arsing about
As the Bangkok night gets steamy
In Budapest we'll take on the best
As long as the stout flows freely.

(break)

Drinking stout and scaring the cows
On the Pampas, Argentina
Drinking stout and arsing about
From Brooklyn bridge we'll heave.

Every town is Dublin town
Except for Dublin city
On the seventeenth of march because
The place is bloody empty

We're all
Drinking stout and arsing about
On the Damrak, Amsterdam
If you once had a bike
You'll now have to hike
'Coz we're heading off to Cannes

Where we'll be
Drinking stout and arsing about
And the sunshine makes you thirsty
Slake that thirst then take a burst
On the streets of Warsaw Polski

Drinking stout and arsing about
los Ramblas, Barcelona
Drinking stout and arsing about
In the dives around Pamplona
(olé)

(pseudo flamenco crap)

(unexpected space station interference)

break

We'll be
Drinking stout 'til the money runs out
Or the Garda call for more support
Drinking stout's what it's all about
St. Patrick's day for me

drinking arsing drinking arsing about

Hold the shamrock high
'til the world's drunk dry
And our farts are more than beery
"Did you follow through?"
"I thought that was you"
Who cares, it's once a year
(ly)