1
I was sitting in my kitchen
listening to the bithchin on the radio
my head was wrecked ya know;
people moaning down the phone
about the taxes on their homes,
(which in fact the banks own)
and the greedy seed was sown
by the Dail’s C.E.O.’s
who couldn’t give a shit
about the people being hit
by the cuts……..
2
Children going hungry in our schools
whilst there clearly are no rules
for the bankers run around
with their heads in the clouds,
an untouchable realm
don’t you know they’re at the helm?
under the influence
high on affluence,
they’re gonna sink this ship,
then hop, skip and jump
with a tidy lump sum
upon a safety boat
and off they will float
to a far away land
letting go of the hands
of the Irish population,
drowned by inflation
and don’t forget the creation
of a blockbuster film
yes, FILM!
3
And what do the Irish people do-
dilley didelly diedelly do?
well whatever we are told,
by anyone at all with an ego and balls
whether in a collar or a suit
once they play that magic flute
we drop to our knees
and swallow their lies
hypnotising our docile minds,
ancestors turning in their forgotten graves
with disgust and revolt
our nation we have sold
our mother-tongue ist kaput.
Duisigí, nach bhfuil sé soiléir; (wake up, isn’t it clear)
tá todhchaí na tire i mbaol (this country’s future is in danger)
déagóirí gan treoir ina saol, ( teenagers without direction in their lives)
an chéad ghlúin eile ar strae. (the next generation, lost)
Duisigí nach bhfuil sé soiléir; (wake up, isn’t it clear)
tá todhchaí na tire i mbaol (this country’s future is in danger)
polaiteoirí ag sú an tsaoil (politicians sucking the life)
chun greim a choimead ar ghealadh an lae (to control the dawning of the day)
4
Yes Sir, yes Sir
three bags full,
you can cover my eyes
with your preverbial wool,
Ja Sir, Ja Sir
whats mine is yours
come drill the oil off our Irish shores.
5
Ireland’s now a brand
with its head in the sand,
our politicians are gimps
acting like pimps
over in Brussels
sprouting their lies
commending the obedience of
the emerald isle
6
Eire is for sale
she’s on the bargain rail
but don’t assume me to be a mute commodity
I have a voice
I have a mind
I act out of love for mankind,
womankind, kidkind,
transgender open you mind kind,
I have to write
I have to shout
no fluoridisation will knock me out
oh and when I vote ‘no’
I mean ‘no’!
7
Don’t patronise me
with ficticous threats
my conscience is clear,
yours burns and sweats
in the dead of night
in your oversized home
your bully yard tactics
blow by blow
just reawakens this strength in me
to demand that my children be born debt free
I want to see justice
and accountability
politicians who represent me,
I promise to do my bit, speak my truth
I will live my life in pursuit
of these basic rights
I’m aware of the power love and truth hold
intergenerational thinking is our gold,
no Sir, no Sir
three bags full
I refuse to swallow
your right wing bull
