What is called Queenstown is called the Cobh of Cork [4x],nSo I think I’d like some brandy and some port.nn[Chorus:]nWell there’s nothing wrong with a drop or two,nFor there’s no harm that will come to you.nIt makes enemies walk hand in hand,nAnd it takes the thirst away here from this land.nnBut the anxiety and stress it calls my name,nAnd drags me to dim places,nAnd triggers ancient memories,nOf trauma and old faces,nThat I will never see again.nAnd so I reward myselfnFor working through a daynThat was really fucking hard.nnWhat is called O’Malley’s,nIs my home away from home,nWell it is where I’m known,nBy everyone at home,nWhat is called O’Malley’snIs my home away from home,nSo I think I’d like some whiskey before I roam.nn[Chorus]nnA chemical imbalance,nEmbedded in my brain,nIt’s probably from me parents,nBut the depression is the same.nMy neurotransmitter’s dopaminenIs naturally depleted,nSo I’ve overproduced euphorianWith alcohol when needed.nnWhat is called Londonderry, sure it’s called Free Derry [4x]nIt’s only called Derry.nSo I think I’d like some porter and some sherry.nn[Chorus]nnA man’s in critical conditionnBecause I had to drive.nSometimes I say,n“I’ll just have three”nThen I’m in the pub all night.nAll the tension and anxiety andnThe triggers in my soul,nIt hits you cause it lingersnWhen you think you’re in control.nHow do you picture alcoholics,nThough you may not drink that much?nThey’re not only ragged wanderersnWith bottles in their clutch.