Six foot five
He will eat you alive
He's got hands like hammers
And the devil in his eye
His shoulders
Couldn't fit through the door frame
Danny boy
Say a prayer in your mother's name
Suggest you hide behind the door frame
One, two!
Where is he?!
Someone better tell me!
Danny boy prince of Troy
Her favourite sex toy
Hides under the table
Wiping jam of his corduroy
Bell on the ocean
Singing for sailors
A Laurel tree cut open
For Apollo she's dangerous
Her love is contagious
One, two!
Come on then!
Let's have it!
His partner a weaver of words so sly
Told him the child was his
But it was all a lie
For two years now
He's been providing a home
For his wife and a son
He believed was his own
Little did he know that two years ago
His wife was with another man
But not any old joe
It was Danny the barman
From the club down town
Yea cause he's the real father now!
Polar Bear Picnic - Goliath Blues Lyrics
Polar Bear Picnic - Goliath Blues Lyrics
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Six foot five
He will eat you alive
He's got hands like hammers
And the devil in his eye
His shoulders
Couldn't fit through the door frame
Danny boy
Say a prayer in your mother's name
Suggest you hide behind the door frame
One, two!
Where is he?!
Someone better tell me!
Danny boy prince of Troy
Her favourite sex toy
Hides under the table
Wiping jam of his corduroy
Bell on the ocean
Singing for sailors
A Laurel tree cut open
For Apollo she's dangerous
Her love is contagious
One, two!
Come on then!
Let's have it!
His partner a weaver of words so sly
Told him the child was his
But it was all a lie
For two years now
He's been providing a home
For his wife and a son
He believed was his own
Little did he know that two years ago
His wife was with another man
But not any old joe
It was Danny the barman
From the club down town
Yea cause he's the real father now!
He will eat you alive
He's got hands like hammers
And the devil in his eye
His shoulders
Couldn't fit through the door frame
Danny boy
Say a prayer in your mother's name
Suggest you hide behind the door frame
One, two!
Where is he?!
Someone better tell me!
Danny boy prince of Troy
Her favourite sex toy
Hides under the table
Wiping jam of his corduroy
Bell on the ocean
Singing for sailors
A Laurel tree cut open
For Apollo she's dangerous
Her love is contagious
One, two!
Come on then!
Let's have it!
His partner a weaver of words so sly
Told him the child was his
But it was all a lie
For two years now
He's been providing a home
For his wife and a son
He believed was his own
Little did he know that two years ago
His wife was with another man
But not any old joe
It was Danny the barman
From the club down town
Yea cause he's the real father now!
Writer: Andy Robinson
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