The Pubcrawlers - My Brother Sylveste lyrics

Have you heard about the big strong man He lives in a caravan Have you heard about the Jeffrey Johnson fight Oh Lord what a hell of a fight You can take all the heavyweights you've got (What we got?) We've got a lad that can beat the whole lot He used to work here as a doorman Now he's gonna fight George Foreman That's my brother, Sylveste (What's he got?) A row of forty medals on his chest (Big chest!) He k**ed fifty bad men in the West, he knows no rest Speak of the man (Hell's fire!), don't push (Just shove!) Plenty of room for you and me He's got an arm like a leg (Lady's leg!) And a punch that would sink a battle ship (Big ship!) It takes all the army and the navy To take the bra off George Best Repeat He thought he'd take a trip to Italy He thought that he'd go by sea Jumped off the harbor in New York And he swam like a man from Cork He saw the Lusitania in distress (What'd he do?) He put the Lusitania on his chest (Big chest!) Drank all the water in the sea And he walked all the way to Italy That was my brother, Sylveste (What's he got?) A row of forty medals on his chest (Big chest!) He k**ed fifty bad men in the West, he knows no rest Speak of the man (Hell's fire!), don't push (Just shove!) Plenty of room for you and me He's got an arm like a leg (Lady's leg!) And a punch that would sink a battle ship (Big ship!) It takes all the army and the navy To take the bra off Mae West