The Irish Brigade - Brixton Busters | Текст песни

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Listen, listen, listen, here’s a song for Pearse and Nessan
Known as the Brixton Busters far and wide
Like a bolt right out of heaven they escaped from Brixton prison
The Provos they could not keep inside

It happened on a Sunday, it became an "on-the-run day"
Both lads had been praying on their knees
Sure the warders thought it shocking when the gun came from the stocking
And the lads said, "Hand over the keys"

Now they’re moving, movin, movin, get those police dogs moving
Get those doggies searching far and wide
It wasn’t semtex putty but a pistol in the gutty
That let the lads go out for the ride

Every Branch man in the nation went crazy with frustration
They were ordered to quickly find the trail
When they lost them at the station it cured their constipation
No wonder they are still looking pale

Movin’, movin’, movin’, get those police dogs moving
Get those doggies searching far and wide
It wasn’t semtex putty but a pistol in the gutty
That let the lads go out for the ride

Now England learn your lesson from lads like Pearse and Nessan
And the Volunteers you hold in cells today
Though you beat them and mistreat them you never will defeat them
They’ll be back again to fight another day

Now they’re moving, movin, movin, get those police dogs moving
Get those doggies searching far and wide
Now the ‘guvnor’s calculating the pension that is waiting
He can’t get those lads back inside

Shut the gate, shut the door! Don’t let out anymore!
Make sure there’s nowhere to hide!
Searching high and low! Where the hell did they go?
Provos- they could not keep inside

Shut the gate, shut the door! Don’t let out anymore!
Make sure there’s nowhere to hide!
Searching high and low! Where the hell did they go?
The Provos, they could not keep inside

Movin’, movin’, movin’…
Movin’, movin’, movin’…
Movin’, movin’, movin’…
The Provos they could not keep inside
Movin’, movin’, movin’…
The Provos they could not keep inside
Movin’, movin’, movin’…
The Provos they could not keep inside
Movin’, movin’, movin’…

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