Selected Works Of Jimmy Dunne

Life's No Fun On The Run In The Sun In The Mun
By Jimmy Dunne

We stole the car,
we didn't get far,
the tank was as dry as my throat.
We drove into a field,
it was too wet to yield,
we first hit a tree, then a goat.
We ran for the hills,
I dropped all me pills,
I stopped to pick up me E.
Me runners were white,
'till I stepped in some shite,
I was brown right up to me knee.
The Gardai came down,
and looked all around,
they didn't know who had nicked it.
I was up in the flats,
I looked down on their caps,
I picked me nose and then flicked it.
They hauled in me mate,
it was very late,
we knew he couldn't take the heat.
He ratted on us,
they came down in a bus,
Next thing we knew, we're in Store street.
I was gutted with him,
we'd been through thick and thin,
and he still sold me out to the law.
He had to be killed,
my vengeance fulfilled,
I saw him as I looked through a door.
He turned his back, so I stabbed it.
The pigs went nuts so I legged it.
I'm in the Joy, 6 to life,
me brothers run off with me wife,
I've a gram of brown and a band-aid.
Life's no fun on the run in the Mun,
Me Mammy told me as a kid,
If only I'd listened, things could have been different,
I wouldn't be scoring gear under the toilet lid.

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