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  • If you had the luck of the Irish
    You'd be sorry and wish you were dead
    You should have the luck of the Irish
    And you'd wish you was English instead!

    A thousand years of torture and hunger
    Drove the people away from their land
    A land full of beauty and wonder
    Was raped by the British brigands! Goddamn! Goddamn!

    If you could keep voices like flowers
    There'd be shamrock all over the world
    If you could drink dreams like Irish streams
    Then the world would be high as the mountain of morn

    In the 'Pool they told us the story
    How the English divided the land
    Of the pain, the death and the glory
    And the poets of auld Eireland

    If we could make chains with the morning dew
    The world would be like Galway Bay
    Let's walk over rainbows like leprechauns
    The world would be one big Blarney stone

    Why the hell are the English there anyway?
    As they kill with God on their side
    Blame it all on the kids the IRA
    As the bastards commit genocide! Aye! Aye! Genocide!

    If you had the luck of the Irish
    You'd be sorry and wish you was dead
    You should have the luck of the Irish
    And you'd wish you was English instead!
    If you had the luck of the Irish
    You'd be sorry and wish you was dead
    You should have the luck of the Irish
    And you'd wish you was English instead!
    Yes you'd wish you was English instead!

  • [00:24.820]If you had the luck of the Irish
    [00:29.460]You'd be sorry and wish you were dead
    [00:34.30]You should have the luck of the Irish
    [00:38.609]And you'd wish you was English instead!
    [00:42.229]
    [00:45.719]A thousand years of torture and hunger
    [00:50.209]Drove the people away from their land
    [00:55.289]A land full of beauty and wonder
    [00:59.749]Was raped by the British brigands! Goddamn! Goddamn!
    [01:05.359]
    [01:06.939]If you could keep voices like flowers
    [01:11.459]There'd be shamrock all over the world
    [01:16.289]If you could drink dreams like Irish streams
    [01:20.949]Then the world would be high as the mountain of morn
    [01:26.329]
    [01:29.319]In the 'Pool they told us the story
    [01:33.969]How the English divided the land
    [01:38.799]Of the pain, the death and the glory
    [01:43.379]And the poets of auld Eireland
    [01:47.119]
    [01:48.169]If we could make chains with the morning dew
    [01:52.919]The world would be like Galway Bay
    [01:57.679]Let's walk over rainbows like leprechauns
    [02:02.429]The world would be one big Blarney stone
    [02:07.499]
    [02:10.980]Why the hell are the English there anyway?
    [02:15.690]As they kill with God on their side
    [02:20.560]Blame it all on the kids the IRA
    [02:25.250]As the bastards commit genocide! Aye! Aye! Genocide!
    [02:31.400]
    [02:32.350]If you had the luck of the Irish
    [02:37.50]You'd be sorry and wish you was dead
    [02:41.870]You should have the luck of the Irish
    [02:46.650]And you'd wish you was English instead!
    [02:51.450]If you had the luck of the Irish
    [02:56.300]You'd be sorry and wish you was dead
    [03:01.120]You should have the luck of the Irish
    [03:05.900]And you'd wish you was English instead!
    [03:10.950]Yes you'd wish you was English instead!
    [03:18.970]