MI5 Raymond Gilmour full interview and news story

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  • Опубликовано: 10 окт 2020

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  • @somebody68420
    @somebody68420 2 года назад +3

    Now when Ireland we rosen up at last
    There's the UDR, the Army and the SAS
    But the lowest of the low is the foe you do not know
    And that's the man they call the supergrass
    Singing rifa ter a ludy tera lee
    There's no one who can tell a lie like me
    You can search until you tire you'll never find a bigger liar
    I'm the supergrass you've seen me on TV
    I can name you people I have never seen
    I can tell you places I have never been
    For if the moneys right I could tell black was white
    I could tell you Gerry Adams loves the queen
    Spare a thought for poor Kirkpatrick and for Black
    Sure they're nervous now that Gilmours got the sack
    For they put their trust in villains and they took the Saxon shillings
    Their own hands put the noose around their necks
    To my native land I bid a fond farewell
    Where I'm going is the one thing I wont tell
    But Ill keep a watch behind for if anyman should find me
    The only place I'll ever go is hell
    You might see my face in some exotic bar
    In New Zealand or far off Africa
    I have no friends or relations I betrayed the Irish nation