Lyrics > D - F > Down By Law > Get Out
Get Out
(album: Last of the Sharpshooters)
With a rumble of boots and a soldier´s suit they march through irish land
fresh-faced boys turned to grim young men, with a union jack in hand
look to the roofs for trouble boy, and don´t trust anyone
you´re a foreigner in a foreign land, and you don´t belong my son
get out, england, get out
you know you don´t belong
get out, england, get out
cause it´s bloody and its wrong
a beautiful people, proud and free you´ll never keep them down
how do you think they´ve made it through history ?
balls have a name and sound
you say you stand for noble things, so I don´t understand
the guns and the boots and the soldier´s suits on green and noble land
get out england, get out - you know you don´t belong
get out england, get out - cause it´s bloody and it´s wrong
get out england, get out - it´s time to put things right
get out england, get out - cause this is not your fight
don´t think this is a catholic thing
you´re wrong
I´m a wasp just like you but I sing a different song
there´s not excuse to split a country or think that you know best
england I love you in so many ways but lets put this crap to rest

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