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Mary Coughlan
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My Land Is so Green
My land is bogged down in religious tradition We nod our heads in humble submission One foot in the door a hand in your pocket We export our problems for foreign solutions My land is naive too scared of the devil Holier than thou with eyes up to heaven When nobody looks we tear strips off our neighbour And to have a good laugh at it all in the end
Shrouded and mist the outlook's appalling Pressure is rising but temperature's falling Sunny spells and scattered showers But still it rains for hours and hours And as the floods rise we drown our sorrows Tossing them back like there is no tomorrow And in the end we'll stick or stand And p___ it back to the bog holes of Ireland
My land is too full of incurable scheming 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 The promises given are nothing but dreaming We all love a rogue we'll make him our leader And every four years it's right back to zero My land is still poor and underdeveloped We talk round our problems for hours on end And then we decide there's two sides to the story And have a good laugh at it all in the end
Shrouded in mist the outlook's appalling Pressure is rising but temperature's falling Sunny spells and scattered showers And still it rains for hours and hours And as the floods rise we drown our sorrows Tossing them back like there is no tomorrow And in the end we will sit or stand And p___ it back to the bog holes of Ireland
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