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    "Bobby Sands MP" Lyrics

    Black 47

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    My name is Bobby Sands, MP
    Born in the city of Belfast
    Divided by religion
    I grew up fast

    I was stabbed and I was spat upon
    My family run out of its home
    There was only one solution
    Turn the whole system upside down

    But the system had other ideas
    I got lifted for carryin' a gun
    In a trial without a jury
    I got fourteen years from the judge

    Screws beat me regularly
    But they couldn't break me because
    I had the love of my comrades
    And a burnin' faith in my Cause

    Still I left a girl outside pregnant
    Married her while on remand
    Now I got a son and a pain in my heart
    When he doesn't recognize his old man

    Your soul's on ice oh oh oh oh
    But they can't stop the desire
    To break on out oh oh oh oh
    When your heart is on fire

    We wouldn't wear their convict clothes
    So they stripped us to the bone
    Threw in some threadbare blankets.....

    And when they jeered us about our nakedness
    As we slopped out down the halls
    We wouldn't come out of their prison cells
    We smeared shit on their prison walls

    Stuck in an eight foot concrete box
    With a bible, a mattress
    And the threat of violence every day....

    Can I make it through these fourteen years
    Will my son remember my face
    I don't blame her for the separation
    But for Christ's sake let him keep his name

    Your soul's on ice oh oh oh oh
    But they can't stop the desire
    To break on out oh oh oh oh
    When your heart is on fire

    Five simple things we ask of them
    Five simple things denied
    But Thatcher will not compromise....

    I ask my Mother's permission
    To finally break her heart
    We have come to a decision
    ......Hunger Strike

    Three comrades starve behind me
    I pray to God that my
    Death will lead to compromise....

    I can no longer see your face
    My bones break through my skin
    I'm goin' back to Belfast City
    You can't cage my spirit in

    Your soul's on ice
    But they can't stop the desire
    To break on out
    When your heart is on fire
    This song was last modified on October 18th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC.
    Written by Laurence T Kirwan.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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