blackthorn (irish band) - the man from the daily mail lyrics
[verse 1]
oh, now ireland is a very funny place, sir
it’s a strange and a troubled land
and the irish are a bl++dy funny race, sir
every girl is in cumann na mban
every doggy has a tri+colored ribbon
tied firmly to his tail
and it wouldn’t be surprising if there’d be another rising
said the man from the daily mail
[chorus]
every bird upon my word is singing “tremble, i’m a rebel!”
every hen in jail is laying hand grenades
over there, sir, i declare, sir
and every c+ck in a farmyard stock grows a triumph for the gael
and it wouldn’t be surprising if there’d be another rising
said the man from the daily mail
[verse 2]
well, the other day i ventured down to clare, sir
and i spied an old boreen
such a squadron of riding busy ganders there, sir
dressed in orange, white and green
they marched to the german goosestep
and they whistle “gran a bheal”
and i’m shakin’ in me shoes as i’m sending out the news
said the man from the daily mail
[chorus]
every bird upon my word is singing “tremble, i’m a rebel!”
every hen in jail is laying hand grenades
over there, sir, i declare, sir
and every c+ck in a farmyard stock grows a triumph for the gael
and it wouldn’t be surprising if there’d be another rising
said the man from the daily mail
[verse 3]
well, the whole place is ceding with sedition
it’s sinn féin through and through
all the [?] are joining local units
and the password’s sinn féin too
every doggy has a tri+colored ribbon
tied firmly to his tail
and it wouldn’t be surprising if there’d be another rising
said the man from the daily mail
[chorus]
every bird upon my word is singing “tremble, i’m a rebel!”
every hen in jail is laying hand grenades
over there, sir, i declare, sir
and every c+ck in a farmyard stock grows a triumph for the gael
and it wouldn’t be surprising if there’d be another rising
said the man from the daily mail
[chorus]
every bird upon my word is singing “tremble, i’m a rebel!”
every hen in jail is laying hand grenades
over there, sir, i declare, sir
and every c+ck in a farmyard stock grows a triumph for the gael
and it wouldn’t be surprising if there’d be another rising
said the man from the daily mail
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