A Parody of Paddy Murphy for Neden
by Renee "Mouse" Booke
Oh the
night that Lord Nymbous died, is a night I’ll never forget
Some of
Neden got wicked drunk, and they ain’t got sober yet;
As long
as the Siffy Sauce was passed around, every boy was feelin’ great
Syruss
then broke out in song, til it was way too late
That’s
how they showed their respect for Lord Nymbous
That’s
how they showed their humor and their pride;
They said
it was a gosh darn shame and they grinned at one another
And every
glass in the place was raised the night Lord Nymbous died
As poor
ole Sarix sat in the corner pourin’ out his grief
Priest Z
and the boys came tearin’ down the street
They went
back into the pub and a bottle of whisky stole
Then put
the bottle with the corpse to keep that whisky cold
That’s
how they showed their respect for Lord Nymbous
That’s
how they showed their humor and their pride;
They said
it was a gosh darn shame and they grinned at one another
And every
glass in the place was raised the night Lord Nymbous died
Round two
o’clock in the morning after emptying his mug
Jean
Baptise opens up the box to see the poor dead lug
Naj then
stopped the clock, so Dresden couldn’t tell the time,
That’s
how they showed their respect for Lord Nymbous
That’s
how they showed their humor and their pride;
They said
it was a gosh darn shame and they grinned at one another
And every
glass in the place was raised the night Lord Nymbous died
They
stopped the hearse outside the O’Leary Boys Saloon
They all
went in at half past eight and staggered out at noon
They wandered
to the graveyard, not knowin’ what they’d find
Found out
when they got there, they’d left Lord Nymbous behind.
That’s
how they showed their respect for Lord Nymbous
That’s
how they showed their humor and their pride;
They said
it was a gosh darn shame and they grinned at one another
And every
glass in the place was raised the night Lord Nymbous died
Oh the
night that Lord Nymbous died, is a night I’ll never forget
Some of
Neden got wicked drunk, and they ain’t got sober yet;
As long
as the Siffy Sauce was passed around, every boy was feelin’ great
Syruss
then broke out in song, til it was way too late
That’s
how they showed their respect for Lord Nymbous
That’s
how they showed their humor and their pride;
They said
it was a gosh darn shame and they grinned at one another
And every
glass in the place was raised the night Lord Nymbous died