C.Y.C.

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  • Опубликовано: 7 сен 2013
  • All told their wives when they got home that
    That they didn't know where the blood came from
    They beat them with bottles and their fists and their feet
    And they kicked them up and down the street
    Cause they hate the pope and the Virgin Mary
    They are the band that terrorised Derry
    All the taigs were standin' like pricks
    And the bassdrummer beat them with the bassdrum sticks
    When the peelers tried to stop their bus
    The driver said it's nothing to do with us
    So on your way and have a nice day
    Up the men in the UDA
    It was the maddest thing that you ever did see
    All the young soldiers in the C.Y.C
    They beat them good and they beat them barmy
    They fought like Souters in the Cromwell army
    When the peelers tried to intervene
    They got it too the best you've ever seen
    The taigs ran away and hid behind the police
    Up the young men in the CYC
    The crowds all cheered as the men walked by
    All the soldiers with their head held high
    They clapped their hands and they stomped their feet
    Freedom Fighters are on the street
    So please love don't be mad with me
    Send my uniform out for a wee dry clean
    If the peelers at my door
    Tell 'em that a don't live here anymore
    Cause I hate the pope and the Virgin Mary
    They are the band that terrorised Derry
    All the taigs were standin' like pricks
    And the bassdrummer beat them with the bassdrum sticks
    It was the maddest thing that you ever did see
    All the young soldiers in the C.Y.C
    They beat them good and they beat them barmy
    They fought like Souters in the Cromwell army
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