Well this (D)place is always changing,
The (A)rules are rear(D)ranging
Romantic (G)Ireland's dead
and (D)gone
It stayed a while but not for (A)long
Though all things pass a(D)way. -D
But
(D)I’m not sure we're knowing
Ex(A)actly where we're (D)going.
We've thrown a(G)way a lot of (D)stuff
Because
it doesn't pay e(A)nough
But the rich must have their (D)way -D
So (D)Ancient sites
are forgotten
And (A)bulldozed into (D)nothing
Replacing (G)god like beauty (D)spots
With petrol pumps and parking
(A)lots
Sure it happens every (D)day -D
And if we (D)do nothing now then (A)soon there'll
be nothing at (G)all -G-G-G
When were (D)pulling down houses and (A)putting up buildings so (G)tall -G-G-G
When (D)businessmen
rush, as (A)half concerned, impotent, (G)government ministers crawl a
And the (D)high seed (seat?) of Tara, you (A)won’t
recognize it at (G)all.-G
Oh, you (D)won’t recognize it at (G)all.-G-G-G
We
(D)don't want saints or scholars
Just (A)Euros, Pounds and (D)Dollars
Don't talk of (G)Connelly’s lega(D)cy
It’s
bad for our e(A)conomy
And you won’t get rich that (D)way. -D
We (D)used the
Easter rising
For (A)Bertie’s adver(D)tising
But don't talk a(G)bout the rebels (D)goals
And cover up the
bullet (A)holes
And hope it goes a(D)way -D
And there's (D)wise men that tell us we're
(A)not to look into the (G)past -G-G-G
It’s as (D)well we can look to the (A)Future or nothing would (G)last. -G-G-G
Ciaran
(D)Doherty died as an (A)Irish TD and not a (G)word of condolence was passed.
But for (D)princess Diana they (A)lowered
the flag to half (G)mast -G
Oh they (D)lowered our flag to half (G)mast, -G
So who's (D)taking us back to the (G)past?
-G-G-G
We (D)learned a valued lesson,
From (A)centuries of re(D)pression.
We held
the (G)line and never (D)thought
The men above us could be (A)bought
Well what more can I (D)say. -D
They (D)brought in legislation
To (A)kill the Irish (D)nation,
They christened (G)it democra(D)cy
That
doesn't mean a thing to (A)me.
While our powers are locked a(D)way. -D
We're (D)sending
back babies to (A)hell at McDowel’s co(G)mmand -G-G-G
But we (D)still have our country to (A)sell at stranger’s
de(G)mands. -G-G-G
They (D)celebrate wealth, that (A)we'll never see give (G)unionised workers the sack. -G
Their (D)key
to success is the (A)sweat of an immigrants (G)back
Is the (D)sweat of an immigrants (G)back
