LYRICS

Well if someone had come to the Irish dance
With fortune, fame and their luck to chance
They’da seen this life from a different stance
They might well just have changed their plans
But they sold their souls for land

Well, I knew a guy who worked in a bank
His eyeballs set on the highest rank
He worked so hard that he got the cramp
every time he had a.....drink!
He worked all day and all night
They found him dead at thirty-five
He was someone rich, but was he satisfied?
Less than you would think

But if someone had come to the Irish dance
With fortune, fame and his luck to chance
He’da seen this life from a different stance
He might well just have changed his plans
But he sold his soul for a pension plan

Well I knew a man who worked for the law
The legal text made his eyeballs sore
His dating skills, they were so poor
that he never managed to.....chat!
The courtroom was his game
Until a case he worked on failed
He was someone who chucked himself in the lake
and that was the end of that

But if someone had come to the Irish dance
With fortune, fame and his luck to chance
He’da seen this life from a different stance
He might well just have changed his plans
But he sold his soul for a witness stand

Well I know a girl who worked in a shop
The sight of her made your eyeballs drop
She coulda been great at takin’ stock
but she wanted to become top dog
So she asked the boss if he would swap
He turned round and said get lost
So she strangled him with the kitchen cloth
and now she’s eating porridge

But if someone had come to the Irish dance
Fortune, fame and her luck to chance
She’da seen this life from a different stance
She might well just have changed her plans
But now she’s sewing mailing bags

Well I knew a chap who worked in an office
He was the boss, so he made the novice
bring him lots of cups of coffee
Maltesers and toffee
His computer crashed and so did the aircon
The business never got airborne
There he sits, chained to a keyboard.....
"Where the hell has my life gone?"

But if someone had come to the Irish dance
With fortune, fame and his luck to chance
He’da seen this life from a different stance
He might well just have changed his plans
But he sold his soul for a wireless LAN

And if they’d all come to the Irish dance
Fortune, fame and their luck to chance
They’da seen this life from a different stance
They might well justa changed their plans
But they sold their souls to the man