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Campbell/Gary Óg

The news came through last Tuesday night, to paralyse the truth
A man lay dead in London, gunned down in his youth
A bitter hail of stories, telling what went on
But the blood upon the pavements told a story of it's own

A little house in Hammersmith invaded in the night.
With a hundred in their death squads, to be sure and get it right
Assembled in the darkness with their hatred un-concealed
To murder Diarmuid O'Neill

Now Major's calling up his men to praise a job well done
With special commendations for those that held the guns
Arrest a dozen Irishmen to help the story stick
The coldness of you people, makes me sick

So be careful now you papermen, the British leaders say
You know that we can never hope to beat the IRA
So be careful while you write your lies, for our people must not see
Just how we hold Ireland, un-free

For England, your crimes are not over
You will not have the blood you crave
You will never break our will, with your Shoot-To-Kill
And our people, they will not be your slaves

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