I’m not angry! I’m drunk!
I’ve had a pint
or two or three
and my voice is getting loud
I’m not mad at you
I’m not mad at the world
I can’t be mad at the world.
I’m drunk
and I feel lovey dovey
if in a sloppy way
I wanna hold your hand
or at least hold
another pint glass
fill it with Guinness
God bless the Irish!
God bless everyone!
I’m not angry! I’m drunk!
It’s not the angry white male
or the angry young poet
It’s a loud, happy drunk
slurring speech
and feeling no pain
just checking out the scene
feeling the music
and the spirit of the night
and some are offended
or taken aback
if I recklessly cuss;
don’t wanna offend anyone
It’s just the way I am
so listen to Behan
and have another pint
for Jay-sus sake
and mellow out
and don’t be afraid of me
cause I’m not angry! I’m drunk!
Not trying to cast
an intimidating shadow
over anyone
just trying to catch a buzz
in the eternal scheme
of this blissful, everlasting night
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