I'm Flush

Lyrics for I'm Flush

I'm flush Sceitimíní ag teach ormsa le gach cois-céim Téimse 'uig an pub No fuss when I jump in a taxi, not on a bus Pure zen cos you know I got paid Let's spend gach pingin atá agam Henry the 8th in my pocket, I'm fuckin' dishin' out lovin' Ní hionann sin a rá I'm your mate ach go tobann I'm surrounded by coke fiends asking if I've got something It's not all about the money, but I'm fuckin' flush now I find it kinda funny Couple of quid, my rainy day's turned sunny Packet in my pocket, my nose goes runny So fuck It's not all about the cheddar Now that I've got it, my night looks better Smile on my face since the first day that I met her Columbian cold when I'm feeling under the weather No fuck It's cos I'm sniffin' loadsa banger! I'm stuffed, mo bhéal lán oisrí le tabasco sauce I'm lyin in bed till late Cos I have't got a boss I'm spending all my money, no matter 'bout the cost Once second-hand Lacoste, now it's Gucci and Balenciaga Níl mé ag iarraidh bheith chomh bocht le m'athair, that's not what I'm after Looking something more I've never had before Won't see me walking the street unless there's TNs on my feet And they're sweet Neat and clean Was always stardawg, now it's only cali green Leis an chaighdéan is fearr fíon, chandelier ar mo dhíon I'm a working-class fella with a middle-class palate Yes sir that's me We went from rags to riches and we got a wee machine that be cleaning our dishes And we be going on missions, stayin' up late in the kitchens Everybody fuckin' talks, but nobody listens It's not all about the money, but I'm fuckin' flush now I find it kinda funny Couple of quid, my rainy day's turned sunny Packet in my pocket, my nose goes runny So fuck It's not all about the cheddar Now that I've got it, my night looks better Smile on my face since the first day that I met her Columbian cold when I'm feeling under the weather No fuck It's cos I'm sniffin' loadsa banger! Siúil isteach, scum under one roof Nightmare for the doorstaff Live, laugh Look at west Belfast crew in for the big Baku Le pócaí lán le plean le hé a chaitheamh 20 stout Ag scairtí thar a chéile until we're fucked out Gan smacht againn ar ár ngialla communicate through shout Looks like we're running out Somebody send a taxi if the dealer's about It's not all about the money, but I'm fuckin' flush now I find it kinda funny Couple of quid, my rainy day's turned sunny Packet in my pocket, my nose goes runny So fuck It's not all about the cheddar Now that I've got it, my night looks better Smile on my face since the first day that I met her Columbian cold when I'm feeling under the weather No fuck It's cos I'm sniffin' loadsa banger!