It's a long way to Tipperary
“Just shut up! Shut the fuck up!” Excuse me? Shut up, eh? Shut up? I’m going for a walk! Slam the door shut and I hear shouting from the other side. There are plenty of bars around here. I’m walking to the nearest bar! Belatedly, I realize no bar is open after midnight on a Sunday. I walk more and slowly begin to circle back. I sing to myself, choking back tears as I sing. Each step on the concrete pounding in my head, feeling like a march. It's a long way to Tipperary, It's a long way to go. It's a long way to Tipperary To the sweetest girl I know! Goodbye, Piccadilly, Farewell, Leicester Square! It's a long long way to Tipperary, But my heart's right there. Tears well as I sing and march. Where is Tipperary anyhow? I don’t know. But, it sounds like a nice place, doesn’t it? Yeah. I wish I was in Tipperary right now. I watch a bunny hop across the street and I smile. I think of nice bunnies and Tipperary. I still want to drink...