Well I have been a Provo now for 15 years or more with armalites and mortorbombs I thought I knew the score But now we have a weapon, we've never used before The Brits are looking worried - and their going to worry more!
Tiocfaidh Ar La, sing Up the Ra SAM Missiles in the sky
I started off with petrol bombs and throwing bricks and stones With a hundred more lads like me I never was alone But soon I learned that bricks and stones won't drive the Brits away It wasn't very long before I joined the IRA
Then there came Internment in the year of '71 The Brits thought we were beaten, that we were on the run On that early August morning they kicked in our back door but for every man they took away, they missed a hundred more
I spent eight years in the cages, I had time to think and plan for though they locked away a boy, I walked out a man and there's only one thing that I learned while in their cell I lay the Brits will never leave us, until they're blown away!
All through the days of hunger strike I watched my comrades die while in the streets of Belfast you could hear the women cry I can't forget the massacre that Friday at Loughgall I salute my fallen comrades, as I watch the coppers fall