“It appears to me,” a said tae Jimmy the ither day,
“that their runnin’ oot o’ room doon here.”
"The big Yin on the door said thur’d be plenty o’ space,
“Plenty o’ room for onybody”" that’s whit 'e sid.
But am thinkin’ tae ma sel’ "they must’ve seriously miscoontit
‘cause a’ the Brimstane ran oot last Wednesday
and we’re doon tae oor last jar o’ treacle."
See me ‘n’ Jimmy McNulty ‘ve been stuffed
in this wee corner since a fortnight last March ,
‘n’ there’s no enough room tae swing a Serberus in here.
Ther running oot o’ Hell doon here
An’ me fur wan, am wantin’ wur mony back.