The Dublin Deluge (Live)
Intro
Alright lads…Last night I came so hard I nearly drowned the poor bastardVerse 1
He had his face buried deep between me thighsLickin' like a man who hadn't eaten in five livesI felt it buildin' like a wave about to breakThen I exploded – pure Irish flood, for f*ck's sakeSoaked his beard, soaked the sheets, soaked the f*ckin' floorHe came up gaspin' like he'd just swum to shoreChorus
I'm a squirter, a gusher, a proper f*ckin' hoseA walkin' waterfall between me legs, God knowsI don't just cum – I launch, I spray, I drownLeave a man lookin' like he fell in the Liffey and went downCall it the Dublin deluge, the Cork monsoonThe night I nearly washed him out of the roomVerse 2
Tried to warn him, said love, you might wanna moveBut he just grinned and shoved his tongue in deeper, the foolNext second I was shootin' like a broken fire hydrantHit the headboard, hit the wall, hit the poor dog pantin'He wiped his face and laughed, Jesus, you're a freakI said shut up and get back down – I'm not done this weekChorus
I'm a squirter, a gusher, a proper f*ckin' hoseA walkin' waterfall between me legs, God knowsI don't just cum – I launch, I spray, I drownLeave a man lookin' like he fell in the Liffey and went downDublin deluge, Cork monsoonNearly washed the poor lad out of the roomBridge
Next morning the mattress was ruined, the carpet was dampHe limped to the kitchen still wearin' me as a stampLooked at me and said you're banned from my bedI just smiled and replied then we'll do it on the floor insteadChorus
I'm a squirter, a gusher, a proper f*ckin' hose!Walkin' waterfall between me legs, God knows!I don't just cum – I launch, I spray, I drown!Leave a man lookin' like he fell in the Liffey and went down!Dublin deluge, Cork monsoon…If you value your life – bring a towel, or just run!Outro
Sláinte…And maybe invest in a mopWhat the song means
This is a bawdy, comic song in which a narrator brags about an intensely messy sexual encounter, framing the story as a tall tale told to a group of mates. It opens with a teasing, conversational intro, then moves through the verses in a sequence of escalating exaggeration. The mood stays playful and boastful rather than serious, and the humour depends on the narrator's pride in the chaos they cause.
The central image is water. Flood, waterfall, hose, monsoon and the Liffey river all turn the encounter into a natural disaster, so the partner is cast as a hapless victim of an unstoppable storm. The place names, Dublin and Cork, give the exaggeration a local, Irish flavour and make the chorus sound like a weather report. The repeated chorus works like a refrain that grows more absurd each time it returns. The bridge shifts to the next morning, with the ruined mattress and damp carpet, and ends with a witty twist that keeps the joke going.
Underneath the crude humour, the song is really about bravado and comic exaggeration. The final lines, a toast and a joking suggestion to buy a mop, close the story with a light, self-mocking punchline.
Key phrases explained
- Liffey
- the river that runs through Dublin — Used as a cultural reference; the joke is that the partner looks like he has fallen into it.
- Dublin deluge, Cork monsoon
- a massive downpour in Dublin and Cork — A rhythmic, playful echo of weather terms that exaggerates the chaos.
- for f*ck's sake
- an exasperated exclamation, roughly "for goodness' sake" — Colloquial emphasis showing the narrator's frustration or amazement.
- lads
- guys, mates, friends — Informal British and Irish address, used to set up the story as a tale told among friends.
- Sláinte
- cheers, good health — An Irish toast used to end the song with a playful sign-off.
Song info
- Release date
- 2026-09-16
- Album
- The Foxhole (Live)
- Written by
- Frank Degerth
- Produced by
- Artificial Intelligence (Electronic)
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