Letra de canción descargada de: https://www.albumcancionyletra.com ------------------------------------------ The Pogues - The Sick Bed Of Cuchulainn ------------------------------------------ Mccormack and richard tauber are singing by the bed Theres a glass of punch below your feet and an angel at your head Theres devils on each side of you with bottles in their hands You need one more drop of poison and youll dream of foreign lands When you pissed yourself in frankfurt and got syph down in cologne And you heard the rattling death trains as you lay there all alone Frank ryan brought you whiskey in a brothel in madrid And you decked some fucking blackshirt who was cursing all the yids At the sick bed of cuchulainn well kneel and say a prayer And the ghosts are rattling at the door and the devils in the chair And in the euston tavern you screamed it was your shout But they wouldnt give you service so you kicked the windows out They took you out into the street and kicked you in the brains So you walked back in through a bolted door and did it all again At the sick bed of cuchulainn well kneel and say a prayer And the ghosts are rattling at the door and the devils in the chair You remember that foul evening when you heard the banshees howl There was lousy drunken bastards singing billy is in the bowl They took you up to midnight mass and left you in the lurch So you dropped a button in the plate and spewed up in the church Now youll sing a song of liberty for blacks and paks and jocks And theyll take you from this dump youre in and stick you in a box Then theyll take you to cloughprior and shove you in the ground But youll stick your head back out and shout well have another round At the graveside of cuchulainn well kneel around and pray And God is in his heaven, and billys down by the bay