We started the day
At Saint Patrick's parade
With Bailey's and coffee and floats
Well I hope that the day
Brings nothing but luck
But at breakfast I burnt all the toast
Made our way up to Crescent to find us a drink
Some Guinness, Kilkenny's and more
We leave in a hurry, things start to get blurry
As soon as the Jameson's poured
Now everybody's shit-faced
I guess we'll all go back to my place
I'm giving no f*cks
This holiday sucks
I'm shit out of luck on Saint Patrick's Day
Dolores was singin
Drunken Lullabies
Dropkick was blaring too loud
With a shit-eating grin, Pat puked in the bin
Cracked another and then took a bow
Now everybody's shit-faced
And they're pissing all over the place
I'm giving no f*cks
This holiday sucks
I'm shit out of luck on Saint Patrick's Day
I'm shit out of luck on Saint Patrick's Day
I'm shit out of luck on Saint Patrick's Day
I'm shit out of luck on Saint Patrick's Day