Open your ears and up a seat for the tale of the ballydowse.   just what they are might well be you when   the tell reaches your house   between way past plenty and a need no one should know   they were born and raised unsettled   within sight of high and low   equal blessings, hardhsips, toes, and   fingers, opened eyes returned and lingered   to the ones who got picked last   to the dancers never asked   to the darkened half of the heart of man   that leaves his brother trapped      underbred and under way we are leaping to   the fray throwing for the lovely underdogs   underbrush and underbelly flags flying   willy-nilly we'll undermine the greedy and the cruel.   come along all are welcome let   man's barriers be broken, from silver   spoons to empty pockets all   raise your glass and raise your voices ain't   against then be for us   no paradise we'll reap but we'll go down   plowing just the same      so you sat and heard the tell, if you're   leaving just as well   too many living on the fences as it is   but if your heart volunteers to the crying   and the cheers   let the dead bury the dead and come along   equal blessing, hardships, crying, and singing   you'll get back just like you're giving   to the ones who got picked last   to the dancers never asked   if you got ears then hear if you don't forget we asked