Broadway have a player that everyone know's,
If there's lush on offer he boldly goes,
For his name is Darren and he get's his power,
Sitting in Connolly's waiting on Happy Hour,
He's told us before he's the master of the lush,
He even told Sexton who proceeded to blush,
"I drink more than all yous put together",
Then turns up on Saturday feeling a tad under the weather,
There's a washing machine in his house that seems to be on the blink,
If I were him I'd wash my gear in the sink,
Whether he washes them in hot or in cold,
They come out looking like they're labelled "for 3-4 years old",
He goes out to the BOT in Belfast lushing soda pop,
Wearing his new designer tank top,
He then drops his bags but is soon left standing a loner,
After he gets punched in the face by some random donar,
He's the horniest man I know where any hole's a goal,
Eating bucket loads of stew in a tiny bowl,
There's a rumour he bought his willy at McKillop's Spar,
For it has that many lumps it's nicknamed "The Lion Bar",
So raise your glasses in salute to young Berding Berdoin,
The wee horn ball freak with the itchy groin,
At the match tomorrow we'll chant one of our famous slogans,
It goes a little something like "there's only two Craig Logan's"…..
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