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A true story & a tribute to the life of one young man, speak his name. With achin' heart & steady hand Im puttin pen to paper father dear I trust these words'll find you And pray that you can read 'em through your tears They say a man thats born to sing Can scare away his woes And banish all his anger & his pain But the screamin' jn my head Killed the singin' in my soul And i fear i'll never recall the tune again Ive trouble with the sleepin' My shadows weight impossible to bear I hear my Sister weepin' And callin to me from that other where The names o' them I loved Are carved into my skin The greatest crew a fightr ever had They call us gypsy bastards And say it like its sin That all our wars are merry And all our songs are sad. Tell em I went out dancin' tell em I went to war SongtexteTell em whatever you want to all the same Its said a man dies first when hes parted wi' his soul And second when folk forget to speak his name Derry born & barely raised Id hardly bear to see the place again 'Til in merrie bloody England I found myself a brother to the end Its proper that youre grievin' Yer poorer for me leavin' The best & fairest any given day Let Matty, Marco, Luke & John Bless the slab im lyin on Kiss me arse & send me on me way A half a dozen monkeys The Devil sent to snap me o'er his knee I slapped their filthy tongues back in their skulls And did it laughin' wickedly Smash the right & fuck the left I'll curse em with my dyin' breath As bent as each t'other I would say The only drum i march to is me Irish bloody heart Kickin' out against its brittle cage. Aus Songtexte Mania