Raise Your Glass, You Rascals

[Intro]
[Spoken
Over stomps and claps]
Alright now
Mind the floorboards
Mind your pint
And mind each other
[Verse 1]
I woke up grinnin’ at the ceiling
Legs already wantin’ a dance
Kettle singin’
Streets all glistened
World lookin’ like it’s got a chance
Old Mick’s cursin’ at the headlines
Sarah’s railing at the state of things
But I love the lot of you eejits
Crooked halos
Ragged wings
[Chorus]
So raise your glass
You rascals! (HEY!)
Bang the table
Shake the door!
Every saint and every scoundrel (HEY!)
Squeeze on in and shout for more!
You’re loud
You’re wrong
You’re gorgeous (HEY!)
Different dreams and crooked roads
But I’ll drink to every one of you
Till the laughter overflows
[Verse 2]
There’s a rainbow in our benches
Every shade of jacket
Scarf and face
You pray
You doubt
You’re still deciding
Still we’re shoulder-tangled in this place
You love lads
You love lasses
You love neither
Or you’re not quite sure
I don’t need the full description
Just your name and that you’re pure
[Chorus]
So raise your glass
You rascals! (HEY!)
Bang the table
Shake the door!
Every saint and every scoundrel (HEY!)
Squeeze on in and shout for more!
You’re loud
You’re wrong
You’re gorgeous (HEY!)
Different dreams and crooked roads
But I’ll drink to every one of you
Till the laughter overflows
[Bridge]
[Call] Who’s my neighbor?
[Response] I’m your neighbor!
[Call] Who’s belongin’?
[Response] All of us here!
[Call] Who’s forgiven?
[Response] Ah
We’re tryin’!
Then we drown our doubts in cheer (hey!)
[Chorus]
So raise your glass
You rascals! (HEY!)
Bang the table
Shake the door!
Every saint and every scoundrel (HEY!)
Squeeze on in and shout for more!
You’re loud
You’re wrong
You’re gorgeous (HEY!)
Different dreams and crooked roads
But I’ll drink to every one of you
Till the laughter overflows

Rowdy Irish pub stomp with bodhrán thump, heel-stomps, and handclaps driving a brisk reel. Male vocals leading a boisterous crowd; call-and-response on key lines. Fiddles and tin whistle dart between phrases, accordion pumping on the chorus. Verses stay mostly solo with gang shouts on last words; chorus explodes with stacked harmonies and room noise.