David Keenan
Nazareth Town
I was getting ready for summer in a late night pharmacy
When  a person of interest came and asked me to dance
And  for fear of being made out into something I'm not
Yeah, well I took up his offer
I skipped on into the night
Past  the semi-conscious streets that dare not speak
Of  disillusioned youth and secondhand sweets
Or the god-fearing husband too afraid to go home
To  the wife with a knife
For he is Caesar and she is Rome

Come with me
Past the pillars of Angelo's stone
Standing  guard by the untouchable throne
They're smuggling spit
Look here! The dog with his precious bone

No not tonight kid, you're drunk, go home
No not tonight kid, you're drunk, go home
No not tonight kid, you're drunk, go home
No not tonight kid, you're drunk, go home

But sure I'd no home to go to
Sure I'd no home to go to
Sure I'd no home to go to
Sure I'd no home to go to

No not tonight kid, you're drunk, go home
No not tonight kid, you're drunk, go home
No not tonight kid, you're drunk, go home

Not tonight kid, you're drunk, go home