| Song | Whacker Humphries |
| Artist | Christy Moore |
| Album | Smoke & Strong Whiskey |
| 作词 : Moore | |
| !!!UNFINISHED!!! | |
| one day i was walking past the bridgeon dolphins barn, down by the old canal i saw some children in a car | |
| in the back they were shooting up smack and i had a bird's eye view | |
| when i dialled for help told me theres nothing we can do | |
| On both sides of the river, clearly to be seen, down alon O'Connell street and up to Stephen's green | |
| heroin sold openly, the was no need to hide, | |
| drug squad were outnumbered, seems like their hands were tied | |
| john whacker humphries, he's a family man | |
| him and his wifre they gave the children everything they can#faced with the scourge of heroin | |
| they'd not accept defeat | |
| they joined other concerned parents | |
| to put the dealers off the street | |
| they marched on dealers houses and ordered them to quit | |
| time and time again they warned "we've had enough of it" | |
| dirty needles in our doorways junkies hanging all about | |
| keep on dealing heroin, and your gonna be moved out | |
| from st teresas gardens, to the flats in ballaels bun | |
| concerned parents action action, and the dealers on the run | |
| they swore they'd stick together till the heroin was stopped | |
| can anybody tell me why they got their knuckles rapped? | |
| (instrumental) | |
| They were rounded up and charged with crimes against the state | |
| brought down to the green st. court, to decide their fate | |
| there wasnt any jury, and there was no bail | |
| concerned parents were taken off to jail | |
| I was sitting in the gallery, with family friends and wives | |
| I strained to hear who told the truth and who was telling lies | |
| junkies duries and police on the prosecutions side | |
| i swear to god thats what i saw |
| zuò cí : Moore | |
| !!! UNFINISHED!!! | |
| one day i was walking past the bridgeon dolphins barn, down by the old canal i saw some children in a car | |
| in the back they were shooting up smack and i had a bird' s eye view | |
| when i dialled for help told me theres nothing we can do | |
| On both sides of the river, clearly to be seen, down alon O' Connell street and up to Stephen' s green | |
| heroin sold openly, the was no need to hide, | |
| drug squad were outnumbered, seems like their hands were tied | |
| john whacker humphries, he' s a family man | |
| him and his wifre they gave the children everything they can faced with the scourge of heroin | |
| they' d not accept defeat | |
| they joined other concerned parents | |
| to put the dealers off the street | |
| they marched on dealers houses and ordered them to quit | |
| time and time again they warned " we' ve had enough of it" | |
| dirty needles in our doorways junkies hanging all about | |
| keep on dealing heroin, and your gonna be moved out | |
| from st teresas gardens, to the flats in ballaels bun | |
| concerned parents action action, and the dealers on the run | |
| they swore they' d stick together till the heroin was stopped | |
| can anybody tell me why they got their knuckles rapped? | |
| instrumental | |
| They were rounded up and charged with crimes against the state | |
| brought down to the green st. court, to decide their fate | |
| there wasnt any jury, and there was no bail | |
| concerned parents were taken off to jail | |
| I was sitting in the gallery, with family friends and wives | |
| I strained to hear who told the truth and who was telling lies | |
| junkies duries and police on the prosecutions side | |
| i swear to god thats what i saw |