He used to live with a knife in the wall   Blonde to the bone, liked to piss out the door   Maidens of Eire licked his arse every day   Thought he could talk, just had nothing to say      He loved to say "Don't you know who you are?"   Wrote poetry, Morrisey, Johnny Marr   He tried to tell us all   That we were going to fall   If we didn't change our ways   Tried to pretend it was all just a phase      Then Kieran said to his face from a far   Look at the circle on our calendar   You know that that's the day   When you'll be gone away   We're kicking you right out of here   So time to go, pack your bags, shed a tear      Yeah! You're gone   Yeah! You're gone   Yeah! You're gone   Yeah! You're gone