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Devil's Dandruff
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Pop
Devil's Dandruff was released on October 25, 2024 by Sony Music Ireland as a part of the album Hold Your Joy
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Release DateOctober 25, 2024
LabelSony Music Ireland
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM119

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Damien Dempsey
Damien Dempsey
Vocals, Acoustic Guitar, Piano
John Reynolds
John Reynolds
Drums, Percussion, Keyboards
Graham Kearns
Graham Kearns
Electric Guitar
Eamonn De Barra
Eamonn De Barra
Flute, Whistling, Piano, Background Vocals, Whistle
Clare Kenny
Clare Kenny
Bass
Cathal Ó'Curráin
Cathal Ó'Curráin
Fiddle
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Damien Dempsey
Damien Dempsey
Composer, Lyrics
John Reynolds
John Reynolds
Composer, Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
John Reynolds
John Reynolds
Producer, Mixing Engineer, Recording Engineer
Tim Oliver
Tim Oliver
Mixing Engineer, Mastering Engineer, Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Whyo Baby, Whyo Baby, Whyo
I met my cousin at the station
He arrived there walkin tall
Something different about him
He was as high as Nepal
A mile a minute he was chattering
He used to be a deep shy lad
He wasn't doin any listenin
When his phone rang I was glad
This flashy car pulled up in front of us
I knew the fella in it well
We used to share a run down classroom
A little boxing ring as well
Initially he eyed me warily
As if remembering the punch
Some seconds later, eyed me squarely
I felt the chill slide down my spine
I axed my cousin if he knew him
He said he owed him a few grand
The dealer beckoned him to join him
My cousin turned to shake my hand
You've been runnin round town
On that devil's dandruff
Half of this isle wearing
Powder handcuffs
Cruelty and greed, heartbreak indeed
I hope you kick it, godspeed
I walked home reminiscing
The warm safe nights we used to share
I thought tonight we'd make some memories
But he's not my family now, he's theirs
I knew a lad who threw the towel in
He graduated onto crack
He got so scared, he ran to England
His Mothers wages pays them back
You say you can't enjoy a drink now
Without your little bag of sniff
You just get bored, until the bag comes
Then your just chasin the next hit
I never liked that devil's dandruff
It keeps on taking friends away
It kills and enslaves many millions
Down in old south Amerikay
I got the phone call, Monday evening
My little cousins heart, had given in
He's awful young to get heart failure
But now it's always happenin
You've been runnin round town
On that devil's dandruff
Half of this isle wearing
Powder handcuffs
Violence and greed, heartbreak indeed
I hope you kick it, godspeed
Written by: Damien Dempsey, John Reynolds
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