Irish Celebration (P Smoov Remix)

From the pub to the club, it's Smoothy, baby

Let's go

I'm an Irishman

Leathered, weathered Irish skin

Beard orange as the sun set on the flag

In the night sky we fly it in

Pride for the life we fight to live

History, I write with it

Spit it with the dialect

And this is a celebration of course

The green, white, orange

And when they pulled up on that shore

First generation born

Toast to those that made it on a boat to New York

And when the English came, the coloniser came

And filled up bottles with gasoline, turned 'em into balls of flames

And hurled 'em to protect what's ours

Don't touch these lucky charms

A bunch of Irish screaming, "Fuck the London Guard!

I'm kidding, not dissing London, this bloody brawl

But go against the Irish, and get a bloody jaw

Preaching nonviolence, but remind us of the scars

And the bias, put a pint up everybody, sing this song

We put our glass to the sky and lift up

And live tonight 'cause you can't take it with ya

So raise a pint for the people that aren't with us

And live tonight 'cause you can't take it with ya

We put our glass to the sky and lift up

And live tonight 'cause you can't take it with ya

So raise a pint for the people that aren't with us

And live tonight 'cause you can't take it with ya

From New England to New Brunswick

Galway to Dublin

A rebellious nation of fucking face hustlers

Heart, blue collared workers and family, my heritage

Proud to be a Hag-g-e-r-ty

Now with whiskey in our veins

Claiming we're the bravest, man

I drank Old Crow, but pretended it was Jameson

Dad sipped Guinness, I sipped Old English

Till he sat me down at 16 and said, boy, this is what a beer is

I put down the drink, I couldn't drink like a gentleman

That doesn't mean I can't make a drinking song for the rest of 'em

Challenge us in football

Yeah, we might lose

But don't put us next to a bar stool (Bar stool)

We take the history, script it in song

Like a torch when you pass it off, that's right

I said lineage through the rhythm, we script it from the palm

We give it till Ireland is on, bottom's up!

We put our glass to the sky and lift up

And live tonight 'cause you can't take it with ya

So raise a pint for the people that aren't with us

And live tonight 'cause you can't take it with ya

We put our glass to the sky and lift up

And live tonight 'cause you can't take it with ya

So raise a pint for the people that aren't with us

And live tonight 'cause you can't take it with ya

This one's for you

Let's go

And all my people say

And all my people say

It's beautiful, isn't it?

An Irish celebration

And all my people say

Verses

Put our glass to the sky and lift up

And live tonight 'cause you can't take it with ya

So raise a pint for the people that aren't with us

And live tonight 'cause you can't take it with ya

Fucking face hustlers