ColonelBatGuano

By a lonely prison wall, I heard a young girl call: "Michael, they have taken you away, For you stole Trevelyn's corn, So the young might see the morn. Now a prison ship lies waiting in the bay." Low lie the fields of Athenry Where once we watched the small free birds fly Our love was on the wing We had dreams and songs to sing It's so lonely round the fields of Athenry. By a lonely prison wall, I heard a young man call "Nothing matters, Mary, when you're free Against the famine and the crown, I rebelled, they cut me down. Now you must raise our child with dignity." Low lie the fields of Athenry Where once we watched the sma

Can anyone tell me the genre name for pictures of skeletons in graveyards wearing pot pie hats and drinking? I really need to know!