Life is fleeting and I've wasted too much time performing for you fucking people

But I'm craving violence

Majestic spinning high kicks, beg me to clip the jaw

If only I wasn't in fucking Fermoy

And if I could just move fast enough

Just 35 steps, one last time

I'm no stranger to awards but there's just one thing I want to hear

Flatley!

I'm a stranger to the wars, but I'm coming

One of these days

And if I could just move fast enough

Just 35 steps, one last time

Maybe I could get back

Tear time apart

Kill myself and start again

I'll start again

In familiar skin, I'll start again

I'll leave this manor, I'll leave these fish in the skirting boards

There's literally fish in the skirting boards

Flatley!

Fifty million reasons to stay but I'm gathering speed to move on

I'm moving on

I'm moving on

One of these days

I'm moving on.