Loughgall Circus

I’m going down the chip shop and I'm taking you all with me

Drives the old men crazy, these cowboys and raparees friend’s got a new job title, "head of atrocities"

Asked Mister how many pounds for my daddy back, please?

At Loughgall circus, their children laugh, what a price to pay

Now your gatelodge dreams have come true

I’m going down the chip shop and I'm taking you all with me

Have you ever noticed your uncle’s hundred yard stare?

Have you ever noticed your uncle’s hundred yard stare?

Have you ever noticed your uncle’s hundred yard stare?

All of a sudden I miss everyone, And that was on a good day!/

It is easier to pass through a needle’s eye than under the orange arch

The laughter of our children is the silence of our men

Have you ever noticed your uncle’s hundred yard stare?

Have you ever noticed your uncle’s hundred yard stare?

The cost price of Ulster is the silence of our men

Have you ever noticed your uncle’s hundred yard stare?

Have you ever noticed your uncle’s hundred yard stare?