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"This next song's about Ireland |
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It's called Across The Broder" |
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Across the Irish border |
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And hidden in a car |
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There's guns and ammunition |
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That were smuggled to Armagh |
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Well that's not right - and they should stop the fight |
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And they should sort it out |
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And they let them march and let them shout |
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Kill it shoot it down |
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(And if you) Bum it to the ground |
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Kill it light the fuse |
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What's the point and what's the use |
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Now Mr. Ian Paisleys marching |
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From Ireland to 'L.A.' |
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He's checking out your sympathy |
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And guns for U.D.A. |
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Well that's not right - and they should stop the fight |
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And they should sort it out |
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And they let them march and let them shout |
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Kill it shoot it down |
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(I'm gonna) Bum it to the ground |
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Kill it light the fuse |
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What's the point & what's the use |
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"Guitar" |
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Now all the letter bombs are posted |
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And the booby traps are laid |
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And the British soldiers marching |
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They're marching to their graves |
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Well that's not right - and they should stop the fight |
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And they should sort it out - |
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And they let them march |
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And let them shout. |
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Kill it shoot it down |
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(Gonna) Bum it to the ground |
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Kill it light the fuse |
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What's the point & what's the use |
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Kill it shoot it down |
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Bum it to the ground |
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Kill it light the fuse |
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There ain't no point because there ain't no use |
