[Chorus]
There's quare things in Dublin between Howth and Crumlin,
Down in Ringsend there's a five-legged cat,
And a three-legged donkey, a two-headed monkey,
There's nothing so quare as this four-faced old clock.

[Verse]
There's a clock in old Dublin that stands on a steeple,
Proud and erect with four faces so tall,
While one of them says you are late, it's deceiving,
The other one says it's a quarter to four.

And you run down the road and he grins as you hurry,
When just round the corner you look in surprise,
It's not quite the same as it was on the last street,
This bloody blaggard is telling me lies.

[Chorus]
There's quare things in Dublin between Howth and Crumlin,
Down in Ringsend there's a five-legged cat,
And a three-legged donkey, a two-headed monkey,
There's nothing so square as this four-faced old clock.

[Verse]
There's a half-hour to spare, now how will I kill it?
I'll nip up the road; hop in for a jar,
With the chimes of four bells I look back in amazement,
His other side, sure has gone past the hour.

There's a lesson in life to adopt and interpret,
It applies to all people, regardless their race,
Oh, don't put your trust or your faith in a person,
If sometimes they seem to have more than one face.

[Chorus]
There's quare things in Dublin between Howth and Crumlin,
Down in Ringsend there's a five-legged cat,
And a three-legged donkey, a two-headed monkey,
There's nothing so square as this four-faced old clock.

[Chorus]
There's quare things in Dublin between Howth and Crumlin,
Down in Ringsend there's a five-legged cat,
And a three-legged donkey, a two-headed monkey,
There's nothing so square as this four-faced old clock.