Damo is a f***in' legend

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Damien Dempsey

Colony

I sing the song of the colony
How many years and you're still not free
And your mother cries and you ask god why
Greed is the knife and the scars run deep
How many races with much reason to weep
And your children cry
And you ask god why

Annie, she came from Dunlavin Town
The TB came and killed her family all around
Population booms
Eleven in two rooms
Katie she came from down Townsend street
Ten in a bed and no shoes on their feet
1916 came
They played the patriots game
Freddy, he came from the Iveagh flats
Tenement slums and infested with rats
Sleeping on damp straw
Trying not to break the law
Thomas, he came from Kilmaine in Mayo
Semi starvation was the only life you'd know
In a two room shack
Then jailed in Letterfrack

Chorus

I look to the east, I look to the west
To the north and the south, and I'm not too impressed
Time after time
After crime after crime
They raped, robbed, pillaged, enslaved and murdered
Jesus Christ was their god and they done it in his name
So he could take the blame if it's not all a game
With bible in one hand and a sword in the other
They came to purify my land of my Gaelic Irish mothers
And fathers, and sisters and brothers
With our own ancient customs, laws, music, art
Way of life and culture
Tribal in structure
We had a civilisation
When they were still neanderthal nations
We suffer with the Native American, the Indian in Asia
Aboriginal Australia
The African people
And our children still weep and our lives are still cheap
You came from Germany, from France, from England
And from Spain
From Belgium and from Portugal
You all done much the same

You took what was not yours
Went against your own bible
You broke your own laws
Just to out do the rival
But did you ever apologize
For the hundreds and millions of lives
You destroyed and terrorised
Or have you never realized
Did you never feel shame
For what was done in your country's name
And find out who's to blame and why they were so inhumane
And still they teach you in your school
About those glorious days of rule
And how it's your destiny to be
Superior to me
But if you've any kind of mind
You'll see that all human kind
Are the children of this earth
And your hate for them will chew you up and spit you out

Chorus

You'll never kill our will to be free, to be free
You'll never kill our will to be free, to be free
You'll never kill our will to be free, to be free
Inside our minds we hold, hold the key
 
Re: absolute SHITE!

Why?
You really should expand on your criticism.
Remember those "O" Level papers.
Discuss the argument

Absolute shite, will just not suffice for an "A" grade
 
bugger orf old lady, or i'll bludgeon you to death soon as look at you!
 
Re: bugger orf old lady, or i'll bludgeon you to death soon as look at you!

Promise now?
 
Go f*** yourself shithead

Being antagonisitic for the sake of it...my two year old would do better

I'm never going to let your negative vibes and comments get through to my pysche and cripple me.

Please refrain from answering my posts. Your not worthy enough to lick my boots clean.
 
You are obviously regretting turning on irene, so you should, quite means spirited don't you think?
 
i see michael howard wants to abolish GYPSYS from the uk, guess who i'm voting for paddy?
 
Sad bastard votes for Howard on an Irish Blood, Thatcher hating website. What a Gimp.
 
I couldn't give a flying f***

I don't f***ing live there.

Road blocks and fire
Barb wire upon barb wire
This is not your country

Armoured cars, corrugated scars
Grafitti scrawls:
"This is not your country"

Home sweet fortress
Gunshot - we hate your kind
Get back !
This is not your country

I need some air
And I'm stopped and repeatedly questioned:
"Born and raised ?"
But this is not my country

We're old news
All's well
Say BBC scum
One child shot, but so what ?

Laid my son
In a box, three feet long
And I still don't know why

A short walk home becomes a run
And I'm scared
In my own country

We're old news
All's well
Say BBC scum
Everybody's under control
Of our surveillance globes

We're old news
All's well
And thirty years could be a thousand
And this Peugeot ad
Spins round in my head
British soldier pointing a gun
And I'm only trying to post a letter
A short walk home becomes a run
And I'm scared, and I'm scared, I am scared

Old news
All's well
BBC scum
You've got more than the dead, so zip up your mouth
Zip up your mouth
Zip up your mouth
Zip up your mouth
You've got more than the dead, so zip up your mouth
Zip up your mouth
Zip up your mouth
Zip up your mouth
You've got more than the dead, so zip up your mouth
Zip up your mouth
Zip up your mouth
Zip up your mouth
You've got more than the dead, so zip up your mouth
 
that's why he lives in america, he really CARES YOU FAT IRISH f***ING GYPSY MIDGET!
 
keep stirring that shit - nobody listens to you anymore thicko
 
The could strat with the Upper Bann

Or maybe Paisleys house

When boyhood's fire was in my blood,
I read of ancient freemen,
For Greece and Rome who bravely stood,
Three hundred men and three men
And then I prayed I yet might see,
Our fetters rent in twain,
And Ireland, long a province, be
A NATION ONCE AGAIN

And from that time, through wildest woe,
That hope has shone, a far light;
Nor could love's brightest SuMmer glow
Outshine that solemn starlight:
It seemed to watch above my head
In forum, field and fane;
Its angel voice sang round my bed,
A NATION ONCE AGAIN

It whispered, too, that "Freedom's ark
And service high and holy,
Would be profaned by feelings dark
And passions vain or lowly:
For freedom comes from God's right hand,
And needs a godly train:
An righteous men must make our land
A NATION ONCE AGAIN

So, as I grew from boy to man,
I bent me to that bidding -
My spirit of each selfish plan
And cruel passion riding;
For, thus I hoped some day to aid -
Oh can such hope be in vain?
When my dear country shall be made
A NATION ONCE AGAIN
 
Saddo posts anti-Irish comments on a site about a man who loves his Irish Blood. Spot the Gimp.
 
out of the thirteen THOUSAND users here, ONE person is hardly everyone lol
 
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