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when,
To be English is not to be baneful,
To be standing by the flag, not feeling shameful,
Racist or racial

Irish blood English heart,
This I'm made of,
when,
To be English is not to be baneful,
To be standing by the flag, not feeling shameful,
Racist or racial

Irish blood English heart,
This I'm made of,
of a time when,
To be English is not to be baneful,
To be standing by the flag, not feeling shameful,
Racist or racial

Irish blood English heart,
This
of a time when
To be English is not to be baneful
To be standing by the flag not feeling shameful, racist or partial

Irish blood, English heart, this I'm
when,
To be English is not to be baneful,
To be standing by the flag, not feeling shameful,
Racist or racial

Irish blood English heart,
This I'm made of,
of the Irish

The luck of the Irish still hangs around their heels
As bombers stop the cities hearts and blood is spilt in the greenest fields
And the orangemen
the tracks,
And my heart will be restored with virgin blood.

Warm, your warm, Victoria.
Once upon a time there was
Irish ways and irish laws
Villages of irish blood
waking to the morning good
But england and her soldiers came
started
by
As I gazed down my rifle at his breast but then, then a soldier I.

They say he was different, kindly too apart from all the rest.
A lover
to you, my Irish rose

Through thick and thin,
She stood by you
She held the key to my broken heart
heart

I look back and wonder, 
Sit and ponder. 
How I could have ever neglected you.
For the blood soaked soil on the old ball field, 
I gambled
I don't wanna be a hero
But I'll stand and never kneel
Freedom is well wort a dying
Come we'll fight with heart and steel
Beat the English
See the lust inside your heart, I don't want to touch the sky

He's dizzy for Lizzy
I'm dizzy generally
Scapegoat hit by a girl befriended me
Not
us?
Are you an American? 
Am I an American?
I'm just an Irish, Jewish, Italian, 
French and English, Spanish, Russian, Chinese, Polish, 
Scotch,
Can you hear me?

Out of the East on an Irish stallion came Bounty Hunter Dan
His heart quickened and burned by the need to get his man
He found
So we start with my father as a boy barely spoke a word of English 
Fell in love from a distance. 
He watched her working from the back fence
He
flehte schreiend mit meiner letzten Kraft
Lass sie schweigen
Lass sie schlafen
Lass mich beten
Ich bitte dich
Ich will nur leben
Ich will leben
English
yourself
Do not let one moment go by that doesn't remind you
That your heart beats hundred thousand times a day
And that they have gallons of blood making
by convention
Hands like Sonny Liston, get fly permission hold the
Fuck up, Allah fasten your wig, bad luck
I humiliate, separate the English from
Wu jackets Queen Beez ease the guns in
Rumblin' patrolmen tear gas laced the function
Heads by the score take flight incite a war
Chicks hit
Church bells resounded like judgment day
As they were making love
In the rainswept graveyard
She fucked him hard, silhouetted by flame
A monsoon
Wu jackets Queen Beez ease the guns in
Rumblin' patrolmen tear gas laced the function
Heads by the score take flight incite a war
Chicks hit
Wu jackets Queen Beez ease the guns in
Rumblin' patrolmen tear gas laced the function
Heads by the score take flight incite a war
Chicks hit
I'm a bad, bad, bad mutha-

Mutha-, mutha-, muthaf-

I put a hurtin on rappers, egos are crushed
Pride is swallowed, asses are bust
Hearts are taken,
drop, motherfucker cop
Old English, 800 on the block,
Way before sane eyes came to the spot
niggas used to hang out, and do the pop lot
And if we got