Lyrics:
is handsome, she is pretty
She is the bell of Belfast City
She is courtin’ one, two, three
Please won’t you tell me who is she?
Albert Mooney says he
guerra...
Como Gaza, como Belfast
És per això que jo sempre estic alerta...
I tot i així la vida m'ha colat més d'un directe...
Aunque no quiera
somewhere in between
The fairy tales and the broken dreams
Bombs in Belfast, the IRA
The games in Munich just blown away
Imagine is all that we have
Belfast down to Dingle Bay
In every heart and had
Where fighting men defend there rights
Is there you find Bobby Sands
Is there you find Bobby Sands
I
I'm still underestimated
I just pulled up in a hellcat
I just spent a week in Belfast
Went straight to my plug
While I'm pushing through the jet lag
cortadas e historias de guerra
El cuadro de la virgen encima de la tragaperras
Fuck el imperio Belfast
Pero quiero mi imperio Kendall
Operaciones, Jenner
an applause
We need cream for pavlova
I'm no Casanova
Belfast to Minnesota
Shine bright like a nova
I've already killed this beat like a stabbed heart
So call
Belfast is my kind of town, I feel like a native already, only, is this a catholic neighborhood
or protestant
Sean, is it
Lads, I think we've got
all
the friends that I once had
Carried my past in
Belfast where we smiled
Drank and laughed
All of the songs I've made
They now get played
In the pub
Brixton
But who put the shit in number 10?
We know who put the Brits in Belfast
But who put the shit in number 10?
You think we're full enough
Then she
back in June
Of course weve always got the local in Belfast but it's our bet...
The next one's on the moon
ever never defeat us
Belfast... Brixton... Toxteth... Tottenham... St Paul's... Handsworth...
Reclaim the streets, reclaim the towns, reclaim
Just another day
Love seems so far away
There's no sign of life in Eden's garden
Just another day
Liberty's coming out to play
On a Belfast
Where are they now
Where are they now
Where are they now
The broken heroes The pipes are calling young men back to Belfast
The general says you
know what's going on - but you don't
Because you weren't in Belfast, no you weren't there
And no you weren't in Waco, no you weren't there
And you
the hammer and the nail
Dead on
In a head-on collision
Dead on
Like the hammer and the nail
From Belfast to Jerusalem
It's the living hell
Tuzla
and Securicor.
Well brings out the Branston bren-guns let's spice it up some more.
The Sweeney are cruising Brixton, created another Belfast.
And J.R.'s
Dublin
Dakar
Boston
Oslo
Tooting
Belfast
Botswana
Tonga
Rayburn
I'm a ramblin' man
And you're going to keep on rambling?
Oh yes, he he,
And throughout the foul trash absorb the shell blast,
like I was the bombed hotel in Belfast. BOOM!
Uh, my rhythm revealed like I had failed,
pushing it
vocal,
But the bombs in Belfast are coming down your local.
I want to know how much you can take,
'cause you've taken it all, and that's just great.
Go
let it be forgotten.
The truth of their reality is at the wrong end of a gun,
The proof of that is Belfast and that's no fucking fun.
Seeing
You got to do ever what army says
[Chorus]
Army life is killing me, me, me, me, me, me, me
Army life is killing me
Where the Belfast is
rifles if they die
You got to do ever what army says
Army life is killing me, me, me
Army life is killing me
Where the Belfast is the fucking fun
The sun is shining
On the Belfast road today
It's been so long
I thought the clouds were here to stay
Now folks are lined up
To hear the music
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