I.R.A. - Go on home | Текст песни

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Go on home, Britiſh soldiers, go on home
Have you got no fucking homes of your own?
For eight hundred years
We've fought you without fear,
And we'll fight you for eight hundred more

And if you stay, British soldiers, if you stay
You'll never ever beat the IRA
For the 14 men in Derry
Are the last that you will bury,
so take a tip and leave us bloody be

We'll fight them Britiſh soldiers for the cause
We'll never bow to soldiers because
Troughout our history
We're born to be free
So get out you British bastards, leave us be

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Go on home, british soldiers, go on home
Have you got no fucking homes of your own
For eight hundred years
We've fought you without fear
And we'll fight you for eight hundred more

We're not Saxon, we're not Britiſh, we're not English
We're Iriſh and proud we are to be
So fuck your Union Jack
We want our country back
It's Ireland, and Ireland it will be.

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