Lyrics:
Take a run through all the things you've done
And all the pain that led you closer
Come clean about the things you've seen
And fire your cannon into
mountain and valley
'tis liberty's rally
Out and make way for the bold fenian men!
We've men from the Nore
From the Suir and Shannon
Tyrants come forth
months later plans were made to wed
Down by the King James river
Know the season may come
Know the season may go
When love is joined together
With
walk down
Before they call him a man?
And how many seas must a white dove sail
Before she sleeps in the sand?
How many times must those
Cannon balls be
Small fry, strutting by the pool room
Small fry, should be in the school room
My, my put down that cigarette
You ain't grown up high and mighty
the point of all? I found you!
I've got promises to keep like a cannon would land upon my feet,
Each time I fall
Every now and then in dreams by
was a rental
Sooner or later you see this side of the cannon
But the song won't play if you don't let the band in
Stranger every time I open up my
I have heard of a land on the far away strand,
'Tis a beautiful home of the soul
Built by Jesus on high, where we never shall die,
'Tis a land
and the Devil walkin' side by side
I said, "Hey, Carmen, come on let's go downtown"
She said, "I gotta go, but my friend can stick around"
Take a load off,
I have heard of a land on the far away strand,
'Tis a beautiful home of the soul
Built by Jesus on high, where we never shall die,
'Tis a land
to hear
As one young German voice sang out so clear
"He's singing bloody well, you know!" My partner says to me
Then one by one, each German voice
Deploy the synthezoids at once!
Begin the infernal confrontation
It's the first of many not the worst by far
One pavestone on the path
great just to wake every day
Alive and by your side
It's a mystery I guess
There's lots of things I can't find
It's not the way that you look
But
once more and they began to running,
On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico.
Ole Hickory said we could take 'em by surprise
If we didn't
internet gangsters cause they some fucking bitches
Hold you bitches by the neck, and put you bitches under water
Y'all simply cannon fodder
(Hold you bitches
I have heard of a land on the far away strand
'Tis a beautiful home of the soul
Built by Jesus on high, there we never shall die
'Tis a land where
to runnin'
On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico
Old Hickory said, "We could take 'em by surprise
If we didn't fire our muskets 'til we looked 'em
They can't stand me now
I don't give a shit
Whip my cannon out
Ain't stun your little blick
We bring cannons out
Yeah I be low-key with Big E
Tryna get
You're softer than a cannon blast
But your effects much longer last
And i want you just like a hole in my head
But i need you like a meal
And the clouds are storming by
We can see there's nothing left
Shoot shoot
Like a cannon ball
Shoot shoot
The war is over
Shoot shoot
Like a cannon ball
and the Devil walkin' side by side
I said, "Hey, Carmen, come on let's go downtown"
She said, "I gotta go but my friend can stick around"
So take a load off,
respected sailor
Saluted by his enemies
Fire all cannons, sink their ships
Fire all cannons, sink their ships
Raid their home, burn them down
Down
Raid their
to runnin'
On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico
Old Hickory said, "We could take 'em by surprise
If we didn't fire our muskets 'til we looked 'em
something to leave far behind
If you don't mind
I see the cannons loading
I stay and fight
For the wild kind
You're not the type to pass us by
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