Walk to Dublin - Tori Amos

If I walk to Dublin

'Cause my feet all got a sole but I sure don’t

I’ve got a girl in my pocketbook

And some proverb is gonna take it, take it there

Books and killing and something’s happening

I’m property of my family

And Gideon told me where to go

I’m gonna sure break down your father’s altar and meal

Do a jig, do a jig, do a jig

Do a jig, do a jig, do a jig, do a jig

If I walk to Dublin

I’m gonna pass that Turquoise Lady in her new white

Nike flats and something’s flat

I said, I need size 10,000 for my ass, yes

Do a jig, do a jig, make 'em laugh

Do a jig, do a jig, hey, make 'em laugh

'Cause he won’t be coming back

Said, he won’t be coming back

If I make the golden host

And the Lord needs men, he needs good men

The Lord needs U.S. Marines

I said I got her numbers in my shear machine

I got me an electric shear machines

Do a jig, do a jig, do a jig

Let me plague myself with the west in his head

I said, do a jig, make 'em laugh, make 'em laugh

Make 'em laugh, just make him laugh

'Cause he won’t be coming back

(Won't be coming back)

Yes

'Cause he won’t be coming back

Said, he won’t be coming back

Got it

«The drinking test is p-p-puzzling

The drinking test is puzzling, Marcel

For those that laughed are described both as drinking as a dog

Drinking as a dog-phase, they say was misplaced

We wonder whether the Lord chose a few good men

Whether the Lord chose the U.S. Marines»