On holiday

We chase the clouds over

Rolling hills and ancient lakes

Drifting down the runway

High on new free license



On holiday

Romance by the fire's side

Golden whiskey, idol chatter

I make love to everyone

And everyone makes love to me

On holiday



Don't make a date to fly back home

And don't hesitate to break the bones and take a taste

On holiday



On holiday

Lost in a haze of

Guinness and LSD

Dancing at the Hillgrove

With breathless Sharon Shannon

On holiday



I feel the rip cord snap

And free-fall into a smile

Music warms my heart

And all the trees are laughing

On holiday



And in the month of May

When skies begin to clear

All the doors are open

The streets they fill with music

And the river she flows backwards

On holiday, so far away



On holiday

Oh holiday



("Dublin" solo - everyone sing along)



Don't make a date to fly back home

And don't hesitate to scoop the earth up in your hands

On holiday