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The Irish astronaut - McGee on the Moon
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The Irish astronaut - McGee on the Moon
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As part of the celebrations, Blackrock Castle Observatory compiled video footage from outer space to honour astronaut Dan Tani - who is married to Cork woman Jane Egan and who is currently living and working aboard the International Space Station. Dan Tani's mother-in-law and father-in-law, Mary and Larry Egan, were present at the castle for the event.
This clip, from an earlier flight, features Kinsale legend Ollie O'Regan singing a song he wrote specially for Kinsale's favourite astronaut.
McGee On the Moon
It was in the town of dingle in the merry month of june,
Pat Mcgee was drinking beer in Brannigans Saloon,
A tall man in a shiny suit to Pat McGee did say,
"The president he wants you, Pat, at the white House right away".
Get me a keg of Brandy and a bucket of Irish Stew,
Sixty pounds of sausages and a barrel of MOuntain Dew,
A packet of gum and a pint of rum, a knife, a fork, and spoon,
We're off tonight in the pale moonlight, we're flying to the moon.
Put on your fancy helmet, Pat,and pull your toggle tight,
We've just recieved a message from our floating satellite.
There's Leprecauns in outer space, we have to plot and plan,
They don't speak any english and they want a kerryman.
You won't be lonesome on the trip, we have a pal for you,
Her name is Philomena, She's a monkey from the zoo.
She speaks the gaelic very well, She's full of airs and grace,
She'll be your navigator as you fly through outer space.
The rocket roared and shivered all through the starry night.
McGee said to the monkey "Tis a grand and glorious sight,
Push that button, mind that wheel you hairy big baboon,
You're working for the president, we're flying to the moon".
The moon was dark and dreary, Philomena gave a moan.
"Sure it looks like connemara here with all them rocks and stone".
Then from out the silent night they heard an awful scream,
There upon a lunar stone stood a little man in green,
My name is Patsy Mulligan and I'm a leprecaun,
I'm king of all the little folk, so don't step on my corn.
You're welcome to this planet, that includes the monkey too.
Before we start our conference, we'll have some Mountain Dew.
They swallowed all the brandy and they ate the Irish stew.
They chewed the gum and sipped the rum and drank the mountain Dew.
The monkey ate the sausages, she used a fork and spoon,
By early dawn every leprecaun was fluthered on the moon.
At teatime that same evening behind a lunar rock,
They all sat down on mush-a-rooms and talked till ten o'clock.
When Patsy Mulligan lost his cool and shouted out "fair play
We can't afford your income tax 'tis time you flew away.
Tell them down in Kerry when your rocket splashes home.
We don't want any humans here, we'd rather be alone.
We don't want television, fancy cars or radio,
We'll leave them to the mad men in the planet down below."
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