Luck Of The Irish
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If you had the luck of the Irish
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You'd be sorry and wish you were dead
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You should have the luck of the Irish
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And you'd wish you was English instead
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A thousand years of torture and hunger
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Drove the people away from their land
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A land full of beauty and wonder
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Was raped by the British brigands - goddamn, goddamn
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If you could keep voices like flowers,
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there'd be shamrock all over the world
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If you could drink dreams like Irish streams
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Then the world would be high as the Mountains of Mourne
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In the 'Pool they told us the story
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How the English divided the land
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of the pain, the death and the glory
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And the poets of old Ireland
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If we could make chains with the morning dew,
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the world would be like Galway Bay
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Let's walk over rainbows like leprechauns,
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the world would be one big Blarney stone
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Why the hell are the English there anyway?
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As they kill with God on their side
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Blame it all on the kids and the IRA
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As the bastards commit genocide - aye, aye, genocide
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If you had the luck of the Irish
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You'd be sorry and wish you were dead
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You should have the luck of the Irish
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And you'd wish you was English instead
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Yes, you’d wish you was English instead
