Peoples Plight

oh it could of been the armored car, or it could of been the gun, instead it was the Germans that's were it all begun, CHORUS , banks in gambling money, they ignored the peoples plea , sold off the Irish human rights, to protect their dignity, the government our christian rights, as they moved the vatican out jobs now ten a penny , this reward is what we got ,CHORUS tax there is on everything , down to air we breathe, sick they lie on trolleys, as in poor St Vincent helps them out, oh leave us a little on the bone, as our children are our future, ohh whats this bloody nonsense taxes on our shite , as we all struggle hard in life, CHORUS we are the fighting irish, who fought hard to keep invaders out, now tax the ruling government with wages way to high, bring back the armoured car , and the f---ing gun the land of saints and scholars , thats were i am from, we are the servants of the rich, who get very little pay all we get is cuts and more they gamble each and every day CHORUS ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ a song i wrote