Year Three, Week Thirty-Three: “Irish Twins”

Lyrics:

In 1984 you and I were born
The nurses laughed and called us
a pair of Irish twins
Crops were bad that year
Daddy’s lost his shirt in corn
1984 is when the war begins

We don’t have no secrets
except the ones we do
Just wait until the foot
is on the other shoe
All the sand is made of castles
and the moon is made of cheese
The world was just too pure
for children such as these
yeah yeah yeah

In 1999 we both hit the road
I cruised the city boulevards
You ran the country lanes
The blood between us boiled
We reaped just what we sowed
You swore if you saw me again
you’d blow out my brains

We don’t have no secrets
except the ones we do
Just wait until the foot
is on the other shoe
All the sand is made of castles
and the moon is made of cheese
The world was just too pure
for children such as these
yeah yeah yeah

In 2017 I laid you down to rest
We could blame the whiskey
or the unexpected weather
I don’t pretend to know
what would have been best
But Irish twins are too alike
to ever stand together

We don’t have no secrets
except the ones we do
Just wait until the foot
is on the other shoe
All the sand is made of castles
and the moon is made of cheese
The world was just too pure
for children such as these
yeah yeah yeah

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