Ulster boy
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You know it's gonna last a few more years
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So when you throw them bricks
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Don't you cry no tears
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And when you see those tanks go past
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You hide your bomb and you run from the blast
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Ulster
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There ain't no winners
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And now you're lyin' in your hospital bed
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You can still hear the bullets rushing past your head
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No more fun for you ain't no more
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You've ended like the rest and now you're dead
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Ulster
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| Sham 69 |
