Show me just what kinda Saint that you can be...

Happy St. Patrick's Day motherfuckfaces! Here's a little joint from one of the sickest billy bitches around, and a good friend of mine. You're welcome.

Hey there St. Patrick when you drove the snakes away
what did you say to make them go away?
The grounds are safe now and I walk a straight line
I see so clearly now when you are by my side.


Hey there St. Patrick you seem a bit lost to me,
listen for my voice and you can follow me.
Let's go to the place that you keep next to the sea,
and you can show just what kind of Saint that you can be.


Hey St. Patrick if your hills are green
show me lovin like I've never seen
when I wake up in the morning and you're not here with me
I said it must have been one hell of a two wheeled dream.
Must have been one hell of a two wheeled dream.


I'm gone but the memory of me and you lives on
just like a favorite song that you want to hear
when everything feels wrong.
no matter where I go,
no matter what I do,
I'm still thinking of you,
and all the many ways I fell in love with you.
you'll always be my true, my true.


Hey there St. Patrick if I got down on my knees
would you stay here with me to deliver me
from all this evil that is everywhere I see
that never could survive in the kingdom of you and me.


Hey St. Patrick if your hills are green
show me lovin like I've never seen
when I wake up in the morning and you're not here with me
I said it must have been one hell of a two wheeled dream.
Must have been one hell of a two wheeled dream.

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