I raise my glass, I hum a tune, and suddenly Ireland's in this room. So gather 'round, to its health. Home-skittely-do-ri(?). I smell the hills I used to roam, the cool wet marsh where heather's grown. I soon return when my work is done. Home-skittely-do-ri(?). Home-skittely-do-ri(?). I may travel continents, through towns and ports of consequence, but all and all, there's just one place for me. A pub can bring my dreams so near, so join me in a toast of cheer, and sing with me of home that I love so. I feel the breeze, the Irish air, and now the feeling is everywhere. So drink up boys, I'll soon me there. Home-skittely-do-ri(?). Home-skittely-do-ri(?). So drink up boys, help me there. Home-skittely-do-ri(?). {EPISODE: Element My Dear Simon}
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