Letras
Mhúscail sibh an fáthach
Ní duine maslach mé, but I'm past that
Ár n-athair atá lán de agro
Focan fág na cunts mar creatlach
Níl mé ach ag magadh
Get me back on the leash, madadh
Embarrassed the police, the magistrates, the prosecution
Agus an Bhreitheamh
I'll never learn my lesson
Always be government's obsession
Talk of the town when I'm walking around
Tá do mháthair gafa liom freisin
Calling mé sceimhleitheoir
Never heard that said before
Buíochas le dia gur luaigh sibh sin liom
I'd mostly been lying in bed before
Smugglers and scholars
Getting guns with American dollars
Did it before, do it again, no bother
Don't need your help with internal matters
Smugglers and scholars
Getting guns with American dollars
Did it before, do it again, no bother
Don't need your help with internal matters
Níl faic a dhéanann muidinne nios fearr
Scrios ar an rialtas ó bun go barr
Ar fad in sa stair Éirí amach gach glúin
Ní luíonn muid sios ró éasca, ciúin
Let me bring it all back to the start
In sa cheantar seo you're gonna go far
Má léirionn tú meas do na daoine ar fad
A tháinig romhat agus a d'imigh tríd slad
A mhair tríd an ifreann thanks be to god
Coz na sé chontae was an awful slog
Is muid an drúcht geal ceo ag cuir I gcuimhne dó
Go n-éirionn an fhuiseog beo in sa cheol
Éist is gan dabht
Bhí muid fágtha le cnoc an anfa
Thit se anuas and nai we're laughin
Got it all now and we started with nothing
Smugglers and scholars
Getting guns with American dollars
Did it before, do it again, no bother
Don't need your help with internal matters
Smugglers and scholars
Getting guns with American dollars
Did it before, do it again, no bother
Don't need your help with internal matters
Soilse gorma sa tsráid
Cuirfidh muid glaoch ar na bais
Iad siúd atá I gceannas no lies
Anois tá teannas outside
But the neighbours are wise
Staying put 'cause they're not no spies
Ingearán thuas it's now doing laps
Thart anseo níl trust do na cops
Now all the boys in black at the shops
With petrol bombs and their favorite rocks
Is breá liom mo phobail
Still keep my head down
Suas le mo chochall
Siúil taobh sráide, movements subtle
Man of a few words
Cúplá focal
Ya think it's all poetry and clovers
When it's raincoats and police land rovers
Salt of the earth, looking over their shoulder
Someone shot in turf, chopper hovering over
Fenian gluaiseacht, coinnigh gach rud druidte seachas cluasa
Joyriders déanamh scrios ar ghluaisteáin
Ceantar thuas seal, thíos seal
It's not catchphrase, don't say what ya see
Splinter groups ag an doras san oích
They won't need a warrant, and they won't need keys
'Cause they've got an appointment with your son's knees
Smugglers and scholars
Getting guns with American dollars
Did it before, do it again, no bother
Don't need your help with internal matters
Smugglers and scholars
Getting guns with American dollars
Did it before, do it again, no bother
Don't need your help with internal matters