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"I keep a weather eye on the horizon, my back to the wall I like to know who's coming through the door, that's all It's the old Army training kicking in I'm not complaining, it's the world we live in Blarney and Malarkey, they're a devious firm They'll take you to the cleaners or let you burn The help is breaking dishes in the kitchen - thanks a lot We hired the worst dishwasher this place ever got Come in below the radar, they want to spoil our fun In the meantime I'm cleaning my gun Remember it got so cold ice froze up the tank We lit a fire beneath her just so she would crank I keep a weather eye on the horizon, tap the stormglass now and then I've got a case of Old Damnation for when you get here, my friend We can have ourselves a party before they come In the meantime I'm cleaning my gun We had women and a mirror ball, we had a dee jay used to eat pretty much all that came his way Ever since the goons came in and took apart the place I keep a tyre iron in the corner, just in case I gave you a magic bullet on a little chain to keep you safe from the chilly winds and out of the rain We're gonna might need bullets should we get stuck Any which way, we're going to need a little luck You can still get gas in Heaven, and a drink in Kingdom Come In the meantime I'm cleaning my gun "