• Irish Son

    I was born in the heart of Dublin
    To a Holy book full of rules
    Made get on our knees every Sunday with the other fools

    We were warped by the Christian Brothers
    In the cell blocks at our schools
    Get a hand print on your skin
    From a glove of jewels

    Go hit me now
    That I'm twice your size
    Brushed off the accusations
    And bowed before your lies

    This is the city that raised me
    With the religion they gave me
    Now I'm old enough to know my own mind
    And it was leaving that saved me
    I've seen so much that has changed me
    So just break with your past
    Feed your own mind
    This Irish son has moved with the times

    Weddings deaths or baptizing children
    That's my debt paid to the church
    I don't need that kind of salvation
    When I get hurt

    Don't fill my head with sermons
    And force me to believe

    This is the city that raised me
    With the religion they gave me
    Now I'm old enough to know my own mind
    But it was leaving that saved me
    I've seen so much that has changed me
    So just break with your past
    Feed your own mind
    Cos' this Irish son has moved with the times

    Our father who art in heaven
    Come down here and make your presence known
    We can't do it on our own
    The lunatics let run the asylum
    How can we find peace inside your home
    When you can't trust your own

    This is the city that raised me
    With the religion they gave me
    Now I'm old enough to know my own mind
    But it was leaving that saved me
    I've seen so much that has changed me
    So just break with your past
    Feed your own mind
    Cos' this Irish son has moved with the times
    Cos' this Irish son has moved with the times


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