tonight he is holding an old fashioned Irish Wake for Brett because "He is dead to me now". He plans on burning his farve jersey on the BBQ and singing "Isn't it Grand Boys" while drowning his sorrows in Jamesons!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sDfau1cmAmELook at the coffin, with golden handles
Isn't it grand, boys, to be bloody-well dead?
Let's not have a sniffle, let's have a bloody-good cry
And always remember: The longer you live
The sooner you'll bloody-well die
Look at the flowers, all bloody withered
Isn't it grand, boys, to be bloody-well dead?
Let's not have a sniffle, let's have a bloody-good cry
And always remember: The longer you live
The sooner you'll bloody-well die
Look at the mourners, bloody-great hypocrites
Isn't it grand, boys, to be bloody-well dead?
Let's not have a sniffle, let's have a bloody-good cry
And always remember: The longer you live
The sooner you'll bloody-well die
Look at the preacher, a bloody-nice fellow
Isn't it grand, boys, to be bloody-well dead?
Let's not have a sniffle, let's have a bloody-good cry
And always remember: The longer you live
The sooner you'll bloody-well die
Look at the widow, bloody-great female
Isn't it grand, boys, to be bloody-well dead?
Let's not have a sniffle, let's have a bloody-good cry
And always remember: The longer you live
The sooner you'll bloody-well die