| Song | Doctrines Outdated |
| Artist | The Tossers |
| Album | Long Dim Road |
| 作曲 : Duggins, Tossers | |
| Our differences far behind us | |
| Nothing matters anymore | |
| All I can do is smile and know, know you know | |
| What I’m thinking before | |
| This is not the place it used to be | |
| It always seems a dream | |
| The place | |
| I live – it is not here | |
| It’s somewhere in between | |
| It’s too dark and cold to smile | |
| Soldiers loom too keen to avoid | |
| All the same guns, kneecaps, and donations run rampant | |
| The argument keeps them employed | |
| What parliament could stand to realize is that | |
| They planted this troublesome seed | |
| And we fed off of it and now it’s all this- | |
| If you really want talk, don’t impede | |
| Investments gone, small business disappears | |
| When I look, | |
| I see no dreams, or dogma or rhetoric, or colors or campaigns | |
| I see funerals and mother scream | |
| I see hard men fall with pain in their eyes | |
| I see conflict vanish in air and crumbled buildings where men finally decides that they with that their dead were still there | |
| I see a country who will not subsidize us and our own who won’t stand in the way | |
| Does Downing | |
| Street now turn its eyes on our people to see what we have to say | |
| Well, wait for peace from | |
| Britain and stand up | |
| For ourselves and nothing else but for our dead | |
| Not for money, security, indoctrinations, donations or anything else ever said | |
| To be recognized as a nation of people | |
| Who struggled and fought to be free | |
| Not as criminals, terrorists, or an inferior class | |
| But as activists who fought tyranny | |
| And echo these thoughts run throughout time | |
| Lest they be forgot | |
| That it was greed that let one people prevail | |
| Left another behind to rot | |
| If the investment now is agreed upon then there | |
| Must be limitations on capitol countries are allowed | |
| To procure, by | |
| Irish resource tax and relations | |
| Unless, you want us covered in plastic | |
| Like a Nashville tourist trap | |
| Or your grandpa 70 years old and cavorting in a leprechaun suit like a sap | |
| Fair business practice fair for all people, | |
| So greed cannot set the stage | |
| Along with the minimum, so they don’t go crazy | |
| Politicians and businessmen must have a maximum wage | |
| Our differences far behind us | |
| Nothing matters anymore | |
| All I can do is smile and know, know you | |
| Know what | |
| I’m thinking before. |
| zuò qǔ : Duggins, Tossers | |
| Our differences far behind us | |
| Nothing matters anymore | |
| All I can do is smile and know, know you know | |
| What I' m thinking before | |
| This is not the place it used to be | |
| It always seems a dream | |
| The place | |
| I live it is not here | |
| It' s somewhere in between | |
| It' s too dark and cold to smile | |
| Soldiers loom too keen to avoid | |
| All the same guns, kneecaps, and donations run rampant | |
| The argument keeps them employed | |
| What parliament could stand to realize is that | |
| They planted this troublesome seed | |
| And we fed off of it and now it' s all this | |
| If you really want talk, don' t impede | |
| Investments gone, small business disappears | |
| When I look, | |
| I see no dreams, or dogma or rhetoric, or colors or campaigns | |
| I see funerals and mother scream | |
| I see hard men fall with pain in their eyes | |
| I see conflict vanish in air and crumbled buildings where men finally decides that they with that their dead were still there | |
| I see a country who will not subsidize us and our own who won' t stand in the way | |
| Does Downing | |
| Street now turn its eyes on our people to see what we have to say | |
| Well, wait for peace from | |
| Britain and stand up | |
| For ourselves and nothing else but for our dead | |
| Not for money, security, indoctrinations, donations or anything else ever said | |
| To be recognized as a nation of people | |
| Who struggled and fought to be free | |
| Not as criminals, terrorists, or an inferior class | |
| But as activists who fought tyranny | |
| And echo these thoughts run throughout time | |
| Lest they be forgot | |
| That it was greed that let one people prevail | |
| Left another behind to rot | |
| If the investment now is agreed upon then there | |
| Must be limitations on capitol countries are allowed | |
| To procure, by | |
| Irish resource tax and relations | |
| Unless, you want us covered in plastic | |
| Like a Nashville tourist trap | |
| Or your grandpa 70 years old and cavorting in a leprechaun suit like a sap | |
| Fair business practice fair for all people, | |
| So greed cannot set the stage | |
| Along with the minimum, so they don' t go crazy | |
| Politicians and businessmen must have a maximum wage | |
| Our differences far behind us | |
| Nothing matters anymore | |
| All I can do is smile and know, know you | |
| Know what | |
| I' m thinking before. |