*Armitage Shanks, it`s a type of sink
Don`t eat foreign meat, `specially if it`s pink
A nast bug in your stomach will grow
And make your band miss it`s first show
Castle Blarney, County Cork
Might`ve been the chicken but ti wasn`t pork
A cozy little joint by the name of Mac`s Pub
Me and John and Adam stopped in for some grub
Spent the night in Dublin, spirits were high
Ordered chicken curry, no reason why
The next afternoon, oh how I had to shit
Something from the Emerald Isle threw me in a fit
Admitted to the Hospital
I had blood in my stool
I was looking pretty bad, but I kept my cool
My mom, she flew in from the states
My dad was worrying sick
But I had no girlfriend to even give a shit