adventures in dysthymia

Friday, June 08, 2007

I've thought that the Insolent Lads (which of course is only me at the moment) should have a theme song, so here are some lyrics in that direction. Think pseudo-Irish. There are very likely to be revisions and/or additions to the verses and they would not be run straight through as written here; this is the sort of thing that is intended to have plenty of instrumental breaks, repeated verses and choruses and so on.

THE INSOLENT LADS

Here we are now, all together,
Our raucous flock, birds of a feather!
A band of insolent lads are we –
Ourselves is all that we could be!

We raise our voices, raise our glasses,
Flirt with all the pretty lasses,
Charm like drunken diplomats,
Sing like love-sick alley cats!

Break out the fiddles and pour the beer,
Tell everyone the lads are here!
A drink for me and my comrades,
For we are the insolent lads!

Some dangle a line for fish a-swimmin’,
Some have a line to catch the women!
We hold their hands, gaze in their eyes,
But never, ever tell them lies! (Oh, no!)

We’ll never back down from a fight,
But we prefer to dance all night!
Either way, just bring it on –
We’ve hours yet until the dawn!

Break out the fiddles and pour the beer,
Tell everyone the lads are here!
A drink for me and my comrades,
For we are the insolent lads!

Stephen Brooke ©2007

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