I'm Not One Of Those James Joyce

I Appealed To My Mother. I Told Her It Wasn't Fair The Way The Whole Family Was Invading My Dreams And She Said, Arrah, For The Love O' God, Drink Your Tea And Go To School And Stop Tormenting Us With Your Dreams.

Bless Me, Father, For I Have Sinned, It's Been A Minute Since My Last Confession.

There’s No Use Saying Anything In The Schoolyard Because There’s Always Someone With An Answer And There’s Nothing You Can Do But Punch Them In The Nose And If You Were To Punch Everyone Who Has An Answer You’d Be Punching Morning Noon And Night.

Actually, My Mother And Alfie Came For Three Weeks Christmas Vacation And Stayed For 21 Years. I Guess My Mother Never Went Back Because She Was Lonely.

And, Of Course, They've Always Condemned Dancing. You Know, You Might Touch A Member Of The Opposite Sex. And You Might Get Excited And You Might Do Something Natural.