[Verse 1]
It’s three in the morning in County Kildare
The kettle is quiet
There’s hair everywhere
Cinnamon’s howling on top of the press
Rocky’s in flour
A ghost in a mess
[Chorus]
Oh
Cinnamon
Rocky and Latte
You feckin’ furry crew (hey!)
We fed you
We wed you
We’d gladly have not met you
We’re begging the saints and the angels
“What are we meant to do?”
When the cats start a céilí at three-oh-two
[Verse 2]
Auntie Maeve’s buried deep in her quilt
Young Niamh dreams grand of a world free of silt
Latte decides that her face is a drum
Paws on her forehead
A whiskered “ta-dum!”
[Chorus]
Oh
Cinnamon
Rocky and Latte
You feckin’ furry crew (hey!)
We fed you
We wed you
We’d gladly have not met you
We’re begging the saints and the angels
“What are we meant to do?”
When the cats start a céilí at three-oh-two
[Bridge]
[Half-time
Storyteller hush]
Cinnamon sprints up the curtains in flight
Rocky plays skittles with jars in the night
Latte licks butter
Then thrones on the bread
They all start a sprint on the auntie’s head (oh Lord)
[Chorus]
Oh
Cinnamon
Rocky and Latte
You feckin’ furry crew (hey!)
We fed you
We wed you
We’d gladly have not met you
We’re praying to Brigid and Patrick
“Take one or maybe two!”
But you’ll still dance a céilí at three-oh-two
[Chorus]
Oh
Cinnamon
Rocky and Latte
We love and curse you too (hey!)
You wreck the place nightly
You own us outrightly
We swear every dawn
“We are done
We are through!”
Till we nap with the demons at half-past two