A Newry Wonderland by Johnny Baghead

Описание: Johnny Baghead takes us on a magical tour of Newry after Storm Emma through dance and song.

Written and Directed by
Gino Lynch

Camera Operator:
Ally McKenzie

LYRICS:
A Bottle of Ding.
My eyes are twinkling.
In Drumlane.
The snow is always glistening.
In the pub tonight.
Cause the TVs Shite.
Walking in a Newry Wonderland.

Gone away, the boss can shlide.
‘Can ye not come in’ the hungry bastid cried.
The Gaff’s where I belong.
Smoking a bong.
Walking in a Newry Wonderland.

In the Buttercrane we could build a snowman
With most of the shops closing down
Is it due to the weather? we say no man
Ye see the place is absolutely brown.

Later on we’ll never tire
Of singing ‘Up the Ra’ by the fire
Whiskey and brown lemonnade
I’m gonna get laid
Walking in a Newry Wonderland

A Bottle of Ding.
My eyes are twinkling.
In Drumlane.
The snow is always glistening.
In the pub tonight.
Cause the TVs Shite.
Walking in a Newry Wonderland.

Gone away, the boss can shlide.
‘Can ye not come in’ the hungry bastid cried.
The Gaff’s where I belong.
Smoking a bong.
Walking in a Newry Wonderland.

In the Buttercrane we could build a snowman
With most of the shops closing down
Is it due to the weather? we say no man
Ye see the place is absolutely brown.

Emma the beast
We’ve got no bread
She’s taken all the yeast
The Childer need fed
A Chinese takeaway
It’s the Newry way
Walking in a Newry Wonderland
Walking in a Newry Wonderland