Voice post; drunken

Should I sing one of the old songs?

I think I'm drunk enough to. Matt. Matt! I don' think I can find me way home, Matty.

Amhrán na bhFiann
Seo dhibh a cháirde duan Óglaigh,
Cathréimeach briomhar ceolmhar,
Ár dtinte cnámh go buacach táid,
'S an spéir go min réaltogach
Is fonnmhar faobhrach sinn chun gleo
'S go tiúnmhar glé roimh thíocht do'n ló
Fé chiúnas chaomh na hoiche ar seol:
Seo libh canaídh Amhrán na bhFiann!

Oy. I think I'm drunk. On me bleedin', soddin' back. Pissed up me arse. I'm not an alco, though. Just a wee bit buckled is all.

John! Whichever one wants to hear this lovely message - it's a bleedin' cursed name, it is, and if it wasn' before, I'd lay a thick one on it, but me sweet Irish heart wouldn' do that to yeh, boyo.

Here's me 'oliday wish list:

For the bad cess to stop already and for me heartbroken fam to faigh bás....

Someone help me home already?