Jiggin with the Irish

Whiskey & Wires

Intro

Low tide in the city hear the church bells cry

Black clouds over cobblestones covering the sky

Hands in my pockets ghosts at my side

Every old story still learning how to survive

Hey hey

Raise it up slow

Hey hey

Let the bassline roll

Verse 1

Born where the rain paints silver on the road

Where the old men trade legends heavier than gold

Mama said Boy keep fire in your chest

So I learned how to dance with a devil in a vest

Steel toe rhythm with a rebels grin

A pint on the counter and trouble settling in

Tattooed prayers underneath my skin

With the wolves at my back and the night closing in

I speak in a cadence of poets and thieves

Of broken hearted lovers with tricks up their sleeves

The citys still breathing through cigarette steam

Chasing impossible versions of impossible dreams

Pre Chorus

Hear the fiddle sing through the static noise

Through the kick drum pulse and the shattered voice

We dont break easy no we bend and sway

Turn our scars into songs till the fear fades away

Chorus

Raise your glass to the neon sky

Were the saints and sinners of the afterlife

Slow burning hearts in electric light

Dancing with the shadows till the morning arrives

Whoa oh whiskey and wires

Whoa oh feed the fire

From Dublin streets to the midnight tide

We carry the storm on the inside

Verse 2

808 heartbeat underneath the reel

Ancient bloodlines teaching modern wounds to heal

Gold chain swinging to a bodhran beat

Air Max footprints on historic streets

Talk slick move calm eyes ice cold

Got ancestors whispering Be fearless be bold

Ive seen kings lose crowns to pride and greed

So I plant my feet deep and become what I need

Every goodbye tastes bittersweet

Every victory came with blisters on my feet

But the moon keeps shining on the hard luck souls

Trying to patch up all the cracks in their bones

Bridge

For the ones who stayed when the lights went black

For the names we carry and the friends we lack

For the mothers praying by the bedroom door

For the fighters who still come back for more

Let the synths breathe

Let the fiddle cry

Let the bass hit heavy

Till the ghosts comply

Final Chorus

Raise your glass to the neon sky

Were the saints and sinners of the afterlife

Slow burning hearts in electric light

Dancing with the shadows till the morning arrives

Whoa oh whiskey and wires

Whoa oh feed the fire

Irish hearts with a rebel stride

We carry the storm on the inside

Outro

Church bells fading into laser lights

Old world soul in a future night

One last toast before the sunrise glows

If youre born from the thunder let everybody know

Hey hey

Let the bassline roll

Hey hey

Never let it go