Across the Irish border
Hidden in a car
And there's Guns and ammunition
That were smuggled from Armagh
Well that's not right - and they should stop the fight
And they should sort it out
And they let them march and let them shout
Kill it shoot it down
(And if you) Bum it to the ground
Kill it light the fuse
What's the point, oh what's the use
Kill it shoot it down
(And if you) Bum it to the ground
(And you) Kill it light the fuse
There ain't no point and there ain't no use
Now Mr. Ian Paisleys marching
From Ireland to 'L.A.'
Now he's looking for your sympathy
And guns for the U.D.A.
Well that's not right - and they should stop the fight
And they should sort it out
And they let them march and let them shout
Kill it shoot it down
(And if you) Bum it to the ground
Kill it light the fuse
What's the point & what's the use
Kill it shoot it down
(And if you) Bum it to the ground
(And you) Kill it light the fuse
There ain't no point and there ain't no use
(What about the guns)
(What abour the guns)
Well now the letter bombs are posted
And the booby traps are laid
And the British soldiers marching
They're marching to their graves
Well that's not right - and they should stop the fight
And they should sort it out - and they let them march
And let them shout.
Kill it shoot it down
(And if you) Bum it to the ground
Kill it light the fuse
What's the point & what's the use
Kill it shoot it down
(And if you) Bum it to the ground
Kill it light the fuse
There ain't no point and there ain't no use
Writer(s): Hans Boomsma, Cock Jong De, Theo Jong De
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