*Armitage Shanks, it's a type of sink  Don't eat foreign meat, 'specially if it's pink  A nast bug in your stomach will grow  And make your band miss it's first show  Castle Blarney, County Cork  Might've been the chicken but ti wasn't pork  A cozy little joint by the name of Mac's Pub  Me and John and Adam stopped in for some grub  Spent the night in Dublin, spirits were high  Ordered chicken curry, no reason why  The next afternoon, oh how I had to shit  Something from the Emerald Isle threw me in a fit  Admitted to the Hospital  I had blood in my stool  I was looking pretty bad, but I kept my cool  My mom, she flew in from the states  My dad was worrying sick  But I had no girlfriend to even give a shit