jeez

womens talk

is fierce

bar full

beerbelly paddy

buttonpopping

mantits

girls night out

few shots down

motormouthing

voices rising

ripping

them

poor bastards

to

bits

do you know kitty

he couldn't manage it

all that come on

then soft as a babe

he was

all fecking mouth and

no trousers

all over this land

there are fractured men

crying inside

waiting to be saved

broken by god

the drink

and mammy