I'm Actually Irish Lyrics
I'm Actually Irish
I'm actually Irish, you heard what I saidI'm actually Irish, my hair is bright red
I'm just a chameleon, I turn on a dime
I'm actually Irish, at least most of the time
My skin color changes, and how I've the knack
In Shanghai it's yellow, in Ghana it's black
And when I'm in Athens I'm [???] the Greek
I'm Mr. McGuffin, the man that you seek
When I'm in Spain, then I'm swarthy and sleek
I play castanets and make women sneak
When I'm in Holland I'm light-skinned und blonde
I wear wooden shoes und skate on the pond
Still the place that can make me smile is my home, the Emerald Isle
And I miss all the Blarney ye'll find in Killarney
The hills speckled bright with green, and me sisters Jo and Jean
And each moment I'm waking, for her I am aching
Me mother, Kathleen, me mother Kathleen
She's good, she's a saint, she's a bonny calling
And she scrubs all the floors and she makes all the meals
Prays the rosary each day, never says what she feels
Oh me mother, how her love for me increased
More than me brother she wanted me to be a priest
And she was waiting but she was waiting a long, long time
I turned to Satan and a heinous life of crime
So I moved far away, was a very bad boy
And discovered me talent which I really do enjoy
That sometimes I'm Polish and sometimes I'm Scot
Sometimes I'm Finnish and sometimes I'm not
Und sometimes I'm German und live in Berlin
It gets quite exhausting, this changing my skin
Key change!
One day I'm Norwegian, one day I'm Burmese
Next day I'm Chihuahua and scratching my fleas
And sometimes I'm English and sometimes I'm Thai
Sometimes I'm a woman, sometimes I'm a guy
I love my mutations, by now it is clear
That it's time for departure
Watch me now disappear
Disappearing, disappearing, disappearing, poof!