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Banana Republic
Septic Isle
Screaming in the suffering sea
It sounds like crying
Everywhere I go yeah
Everywhere I see
The black and blue uniforms
Police and priests
And I wonder do you wonder
While you're sleeping with your whore
That sharing beds with history
Is like a-licking running sores
Forty shades of green yeah
Sixty shades of red
Heroes going cheap these days
Price; a bullet in the head
Banana Republic
Septic Isle
Suffer in the screaming sea
It sounds like dieing
Everywhere I go yeah
Everywhere I see
The black and blue uniforms
Police and priests
Take your hand and lead you
Up a garden path
Let me stand aside here
And watch you pass
Striking up a soldier's song
I know that tune
It begs too many questions
And answers to,
Banana Republic
Septic Isle
Suffer in the screaming sea
It sounds like dieing
Everywhere I go yeah
Everywhere I see
The black and blue uniforms
Police and priests
The purple and the pinstripe
Mutely shake their heads
A silense shrieking volumes
A violence worse than the condemn
Stab you in the back yeah
Laughing in your face
Glad to see the place again
It's a pitty nothing's changed
Banana Republic
Septic Isle
Suffer in the screaming sea
It sounds like dieing
Everywhere I go yeah
Everywhere I see
The black and blue uniforms
Police and priests
Septic Isle
Screaming in the suffering sea
It sounds like crying
Everywhere I go yeah
Everywhere I see
The black and blue uniforms
Police and priests
While you're sleeping with your whore
That sharing beds with history
Is like a-licking running sores
Forty shades of green yeah
Sixty shades of red
Heroes going cheap these days
Price; a bullet in the head
Septic Isle
Suffer in the screaming sea
It sounds like dieing
Everywhere I go yeah
Everywhere I see
The black and blue uniforms
Police and priests
Up a garden path
Let me stand aside here
And watch you pass
Striking up a soldier's song
I know that tune
It begs too many questions
And answers to,
Septic Isle
Suffer in the screaming sea
It sounds like dieing
Everywhere I go yeah
Everywhere I see
The black and blue uniforms
Police and priests
Mutely shake their heads
A silense shrieking volumes
A violence worse than the condemn
Stab you in the back yeah
Laughing in your face
Glad to see the place again
It's a pitty nothing's changed
Septic Isle
Suffer in the screaming sea
It sounds like dieing
Everywhere I go yeah
Everywhere I see
The black and blue uniforms
Police and priests
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"Its a pity nothings changed".... says it all really
same as, just more of it!
same as, just more of it!
It's about Ireland before the country opened up and the economy took off - repressive, faction-ridden (forty shades of green), plagued with violence frm the North, corrupt.
@jimquk Still no different when you dig down. "Lipstick on a Pig" Still the black and blue uniforms. Violence whether from the North, South, East, or West, is pretty much all the same. Corruption has been in existence since the Greek and Roman empires and will continue until the end of the world.
@jimquk Still no different when you dig down. "Lipstick on a Pig" Still the black and blue uniforms. Violence whether from the North, South, East, or West, is pretty much all the same. Corruption has been in existence since the Greek and Roman empires and will continue until the end of the world.
About Ireland and how corrupted and run by priests and police it was. Totally under the Catholic Church's and Police's thumbs back then and still today.
@PrettyVacantMuch? Exactly spot on, We fought out the British, succeeding in our revolution however, was there really a true parliamentary exchange between London and Dublin beyond what appeared on the surface? The exchange of power went from the British colonists straight to the Catholic Church who ruled everything including the police. Especially from the 1940s to the late 1980s.
@PrettyVacantMuch? Exactly spot on, We fought out the British, succeeding in our revolution however, was there really a true parliamentary exchange between London and Dublin beyond what appeared on the surface? The exchange of power went from the British colonists straight to the Catholic Church who ruled everything including the police. Especially from the 1940s to the late 1980s.
Wouldn't it be interesting if the Catholic Church and any other church for that matter, had to pay taxes on income? How would homelessness across the world change?
Wouldn't it be interesting if the Catholic Church and any other church for that matter, had to pay taxes on income? How would homelessness across the world change?
Even a really simple immediate low-cost gesture of using the Catholic church's...
Even a really simple immediate low-cost gesture of using the Catholic church's car parks and establishing long Term housing along with food, Until these people get sorted out. If someone is bleeding out in front of you, generally a tourniquet may help alleviate blood loss while waiting for the emergency professionals to arrive. The way the church and other organizations of the same ilk, approach such serious time-sensitive issues waiting for some magical long-term solution. I.E. by the time an agreed upon solution from any church will be a strategy of denial Designed as such and literally not spending any money on temporary fixes presuming the perfect case solution, will take decades to complete!
The truth be known on both of above, are 1. No churches don't and won't pay any taxes because they've gotten away with it for so long, it's been ingrained into most people's psyche. and 2. Again this is a delay tactic to hold onto finances within the church's coffers Forever if possible, so even first aid temporary solutions are not on the cards. There is something definitely wrong with what they preach. versus any actions they take. And we all know the cost of talk!
Comparing Ireland (Republic) to a banana republic like the Dominican Republic. Whoring up to the UK in some way to keep the peace while the war goes on in the North? Love the song. Hits you like a hammer but softly.
@exexpat93 "Hits you like a hammer but softly."
@exexpat93 "Hits you like a hammer but softly."
Like an iron fist in a velvet glove.
Like an iron fist in a velvet glove.
this is about the behavior in ireland when the boomtown rats toured there the second time people were saying that they were the sex pistols from ireland and that they (the rats) behaved really rebelliously (if that is a word)