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the ballad of copper face jacks
by Michael Konstantin
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I know of a magical place, down on Harcourt street
Well it's not far from Diceys, a short walk from Flannerys
Well it's the only place I know hopping seven nights a week
In Copper Face Jacks, you'll be having the craic and that's where you'll find me
Heading into Dublin City, or town as others say
Whether it's a college night or after the GAA
Well there's only one place you'll end up after you're well on your way
Where there's plenty of women, and men for the taking, some chancers looking for prey
And every make of person comes stumbling through the door
You'll find teachers nurses farmers jersey pullers by the score
It's the only place that country folk and dubs get along
Cos they're all so feckin hammered happy out and singing along
After the all-Ireland finals, the semis and quarters too
The place is bound to be packed, with GAA stars mind you
You'll have Aidan O'Shea dancing away, Michael Murphy looking like a giant
And Richie Hogan, and Bernard Brogan skulling a couple of pints
There's representation, from every corner of the land
From Nenagh Knock and Skibbereen, Timahoe to Cahirlistrane
Well it's also quite multicultural, the foreigners love it too
From Germans to Nigerians, lads from China to Timbuktu
Then round about 4 o clock, the best songs start to play
With Westlife Boyzone Backstreet Boys, the tunes from back in the day
And to The Hills of Donegal soon we'll be dancing away
And the Joyce Country Céilí Band will send us into disarray
As Coppers comes to a close some cue up for their coats
Some try to sneak another drink, some wander and some smoke
And if you think your night is over, well I'm afraid you've got it wrong
Cos the craics only beginning, there's so much to come along
Harcourt Street fill up as night begins to turn to day
You'll find stragglers drifting, strangers shifting down the alleyway
And at this stage, some women will get a little more desperate too
So if you're looking for a woman, and you're not after pulling
Well this is the place for you
And round about now, hunger starts playing on the mind
But there's no need to worry, food will be easy to find it
Cos the choice of cuisine is only the best from McDonald's to Babylon
You'll get pizzas burgers and a bag of chips and maybe a sing-along
And if you're lucky enough you won't be heading home alone
But if you are don't worry you've made some great memories of your own
Unless when you wake up you can't remember a feckin thing
But sure look, who gives a f**k, soon you'll be back again
I know of a magical place, down on Harcourt street
Well it's not far from Diceys, a short walk from Flannerys
Well it's the only place I know hopping seven nights a week
In Copper Face Jacks, you'll be having the craic and that's where you'll find me
Heading into Dublin City, or town as others say
Whether it's a college night or after the GAA
Well there's only one place you'll end up after you're well on your way
Where there's plenty of women, and men for the taking, some chancers looking for prey
And every make of person comes stumbling through the door
You'll find teachers nurses farmers jersey pullers by the score
It's the only place that country folk and dubs get along
Cos they're all so feckin hammered happy out and singing along
After the all-Ireland finals, the semis and quarters too
The place is bound to be packed, with GAA stars mind you
You'll have Aidan O'Shea dancing away, Michael Murphy looking like a giant
And Richie Hogan, and Bernard Brogan skulling a couple of pints
There's representation, from every corner of the land
From Nenagh Knock and Skibbereen, Timahoe to Cahirlistrane
Well it's also quite multicultural, the foreigners love it too
From Germans to Nigerians, lads from China to Timbuktu
Then round about 4 o clock, the best songs start to play
With Westlife Boyzone Backstreet Boys, the tunes from back in the day
And to The Hills of Donegal soon we'll be dancing away
And the Joyce Country Céilí Band will send us into disarray
As Coppers comes to a close some cue up for their coats
Some try to sneak another drink, some wander and some smoke
And if you think your night is over, well I'm afraid you've got it wrong
Cos the craics only beginning, there's so much to come along
Harcourt Street fill up as night begins to turn to day
You'll find stragglers drifting, strangers shifting down the alleyway
And at this stage, some women will get a little more desperate too
So if you're looking for a woman, and you're not after pulling
Well this is the place for you
And round about now, hunger starts playing on the mind
But there's no need to worry, food will be easy to find it
Cos the choice of cuisine is only the best from McDonald's to Babylon
You'll get pizzas burgers and a bag of chips and maybe a sing-along
And if you're lucky enough you won't be heading home alone
But if you are don't worry you've made some great memories of your own
Unless when you wake up you can't remember a feckin thing
But sure look, who gives a f**k, soon you'll be back again
