Selected Works Of Derek Walsh

This Wretched Life
By Derek Walsh

Now I lay me down to sleep
With a bottle of sleeping pills to eat
This world has seen the last of me
A bloated corpse sent out to see

When I was young I couldn't lose
Days and nights of dust and booze
Black tooth blow jobs and dirty screws
Now veins are clogged with lard and ooze

A mercenary time is this
Where is this imaginary Dublin bliss
Walk dirty streets which stink of piss
Dirty air which tastes like lepers kiss

This is the time to kill the blind
And wound the fools of feeble mind
Aye, I shall leave this all behind
A bloated corpse for them to find