Feck Yeah, Ireland!

From the cliffs of Moher, where the wind does howl To the giant's causeway, a mystical prowl The Emerald Isle, a beauty untold With stories of legends, both brave and bold Oh, Ireland, you magnificent beast A land of pure magic, a land of pure feast With music that dances and whiskey that flows Feck yeah, Ireland, everyone knows The Guinness is stout, the crack is alive With fiddles and pipes, the spirits revive The laughter and jigs, a joyous display Feck it all, let's party all night and all day Oh, Ireland, you magnificent beast A land of pure magic, a land of pure feast With music that dances and whiskey that flows Feck yeah, Ireland, everyone knows The Blarney Stone kissed, for luck and for fame Exploring the bogs, whispering each name Of heroes and saints, who walked on this ground A history rich, where legends abound Oh, Ireland, you magnificent beast A land of pure magic, a land of pure feast With music that dances and whiskey that flows Feck yeah, Ireland, everyone knows From Dublin to Cork, a journey divine This land will forever, forever be mine So raise your glass high to the Emerald Isle Feck yeah, Ireland, you magnificent style