Intermezzo #78

…so big Jim Dwyer made his last trip.
To the land where his father’s laid.
But fifteen minutes later.
We had our first taste of whiskey.
There was uncles giving lectures.
On ancient Irish history.
The men all started telling jokes.
And the women they got frisky.
At five o’clock in the evening.
Every bastard there was piskey.

The Body of an American
The Pogues (1985), Rum, Sodomy & the Lash

Intermezzo #77

Once I had a love and it was a gas.
Soon turned out had a heart of glass.
Seemed like the real thing, only to find.
Mucho mistrust, love’s gone behind.

Once I had a love and it was divine.
Soon found out I was losing my mind.
It seemed like the real thing but I was so blind.
Mucho mistrust, love’s gone behind.

Heart of Glass
Blondie (1979), Parallel Lines