The littlest rustle from the bushes,
and I leap into the triangle tir na nog?

At the slightest sound from the hedgerow
At the littlest sound from the bushes
I go running for the bunker
If he's out of control we'll put a bullet in his ear
Humans don't tolerate shenanigans like that
Only up to a point
Only as long as it's fun

A whistle from the bushes
Must be a pig stuck in there
You check it out, I ain't goin