Lyrics:
Oh the Murphy's gave a party just about a week ago
Everything was plentiful, the Murphy's they're not slow
They treated us like gentlemen, we tried
Saw ye Rory Murphy, Rory Murphy, Rory Murphy
Saw ye Rory Murphy comin' frae Dumbarton
Saw ye Rory Murphy, Rory Murphy, Rory Murphy
Saw ye Rory
Mrs. Murphy gave a party just about a week ago.
Everything was plentiful, The Murphys, they're not slow.
They treated us like gentlemen, we tried
Mrs. Murphy gave a party just about a week ago.
Everything was plentiful, The Murphys, they're not slow.
They treated us like gentlemen, we tried
the neighbors from far and near.
Then Father Murphy, from old Kilcormack,
Spurred up the rocks with a warning cry;
"Arm! Arm!" he cried, "for I've come to lead
All bets are off
You're a choke artist, man
Man you would have stalled
Running against my race, you're lost
We're all like the maddening
the dreadful horror crosses my way
Murphys law, Murphys law
Murphys law, Murphys law
Murphys law, Murphys law
Murphys law, Murphys law
I don't give any fuck
You're at home when they call
There's padding when you fall
She doesn't wear a bra
That's breaking Murphy's law
Breaking Murphy's law
Isn't a faux
that's Murphy's law
Murphy's law
That's Murphy's law
Murphy's law
That's Murphy's law
Murphy's law
That's Murphy's law
That's Murphy's law
If it can go
around
Our love is stuck on replay
It's Murphy's law, I'm gonna meet you tonight
Just one match could relight the flame
And just when everything is
around
Our love is stuck on replay
It's Murphy's law, I'm gonna meet you tonight
Just one match could relight the flame
And just when everything is
won't it won't
If it does it does
Hey if it don't it don't
Life is not always so smooth
And Murphy's Law is gonna rule
You know the river's gonna flow
Ayo we got
Jack Murphy
Ayo we got
Jack Murphy
Ayo we got
Jack Murphy
Jack Murphy
Hi I'm Jack
Hi I'm Jack
Hi I'm Jack
Ayo we got
Jack Murphy
Ayo we
the neighbors from far and near.
Then Father Murphy, from old Kilcormack,
Spurred up the rocks with a warning cry;
"Arm! Arm!" he cried, "for I've come to lead
Way back in '29, 1929, somewhere in Coffeeville
Was a Honky tonk named Big Mable Murphy
She had a sweetheart, mean Little Melvin
And hell would fly
There are no lyrics to this track. It is intentionally blank, with each of the 71 seconds representing one of the years that the artist's father,
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murphy brock (saxophone, vocals)
Ruth underwood (synthesizer, marimba)
Donnie vliet (harmonica)
Louanne neil (harp)
Ruben ladron de guevara (background
all together, don't ya, baby
Murphy's Law, sure out to get you
Got it all together, don't ya, baby
Murphy's Law, sure out to get you
You know
vocals)
Terry bozzio (drums, vocals)
Ed mann (percussion, vocals)
Napoleon murphy brock (background vocals)
Andre lewis (background vocals)
Randy thornton
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vocals)
Terry bozzio (drums, vocals)
Ed mann (percussion, vocals)
Napoleon murphy brock (background vocals)
Andre lewis (background vocals)
Randy thornton
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