Never Enough

	Well I consented to throw a ball
	And out they all were turning,
	All the wise ones, one and all,
	All the men and women of learning.
	All of learning the lazy ways,
	Of rag men and their brothers.
	Slothful artistic fools,
	Who were tossed out by their mothers [Chorus:]
	And there is never enough beer,
	To put upon the table.
	There's just never enough wine,
	To keep this party stable.
	There's just never enough booze
	To change this lonely weather.
	There's just never enough beer
	To keep anyone together.
	All south of
	Earl and Meath,
	Down in the liberties section
	Where mad man cough and bawl,
	And suffer all class of infection.
	To entertain my dear old friends,
	Every whore and thief and tinker.
	Who are loyal to the end,
	For they’re loyal to a drink, sir. [Chorus]
	There’s just never enough booze,
	To keep the fires burning,
	There’s just never enough beer,
	To keep the torment from returning.
	I toss and turn through every night,
	Spent in agony and frustration,
	For I was born a wanderer,
	Oh a tireless occupation.
	From town to town
	I go, All dreaming of a homeland,
	That I will never see,
	For I never liked my first one. [Chorus]
	There's just never enough smoke,
	To change this lonely weather.
	There's just never enough beer,
	To keep anyone together.

	Well I consented to throw a ball
	And out they all were turning,
	All the wise ones, one and all,
	All the men and women of learning.
	All of learning the lazy ways,
	Of rag men and their brothers.
	Slothful artistic fools,
	Who were tossed out by their mothers Chorus:
	And there is never enough beer,
	To put upon the table.
	There' s just never enough wine,
	To keep this party stable.
	There' s just never enough booze
	To change this lonely weather.
	There' s just never enough beer
	To keep anyone together.
	All south of
	Earl and Meath,
	Down in the liberties section
	Where mad man cough and bawl,
	And suffer all class of infection.
	To entertain my dear old friends,
	Every whore and thief and tinker.
	Who are loyal to the end,
	For they' re loyal to a drink, sir. Chorus
	There' s just never enough booze,
	To keep the fires burning,
	There' s just never enough beer,
	To keep the torment from returning.
	I toss and turn through every night,
	Spent in agony and frustration,
	For I was born a wanderer,
	Oh a tireless occupation.
	From town to town
	I go, All dreaming of a homeland,
	That I will never see,
	For I never liked my first one. Chorus
	There' s just never enough smoke,
	To change this lonely weather.
	There' s just never enough beer,
	To keep anyone together.