This song seemingly tackles the methods of deception those who manipulate others use to get victims to follow their demands, as well as diverting attention away from important issues. They'll also use it as a means to convince people to hate or kill others by pretending acts of terrorism were committed by the enemy when the acts themselves were done by the masters of control to promote discrimination and hate. It also reinforces the idea that these manipulative forces operate in various locations, infiltrating everyday life without detection, and propagate any and everywhere.
In general, it highlights the danger of hidden agendas, manipulation, and distraction, serving as a critique of those who exploit chaos and confusion to control and gain power, depicting a cautionary tale against falling into their traps. It encourages us to question the narratives presented to us and remain vigilant against manipulation in various parts of society.
Well oh well I'm back in the County Hell
I just flew in and my arms they feel like hell
I'm so glad to be back in the County Hell
I missed the smack, I missed the crack,
I missed the killings too
I missed the London Irish girls
But especially missed you
The USA never fails to make me blue
Put me in charge I'd execute the Artistic Queers
And all the fuckin' bastards that drink trendy Irish beers
My death squads would be kids from flats
All high from sniffing glue
I'd use them to kill rich Brits
And the journalistic whores
The park bench Aristocrats
Are drinking in the park
And the junkies are still sneaking
In for fix up after dark
And Jock laid out on his park bench
Like it was his home settee
Singin' like a fallen angel Me and Bobby McGee
When I've done my patriotic chore
And burnt London to the ground
I'll go back home to Nenagh
And get pissed every night in town
Like the ol' folks say,
You can't keep a good man down
And the park bench Aristocrats
Still drinking in the park
The junkies are still sneaking in
For fix up after dark
Jock's still laid out on his park bench
Like it was his own settee
Singing like a fallen angel
Me and Bobby McGee
Freedom's just another word for nothing left to lose
Nothin ain't worth nothin if ain't free
Feelin good was easy Lord when Bobby sang the blues
Feelin good was good enough for me
Good enough for me and Bobby McGee
I just flew in and my arms they feel like hell
I'm so glad to be back in the County Hell
I missed the smack, I missed the crack,
I missed the killings too
I missed the London Irish girls
But especially missed you
The USA never fails to make me blue
Put me in charge I'd execute the Artistic Queers
And all the fuckin' bastards that drink trendy Irish beers
My death squads would be kids from flats
All high from sniffing glue
I'd use them to kill rich Brits
And the journalistic whores
The park bench Aristocrats
Are drinking in the park
And the junkies are still sneaking
In for fix up after dark
And Jock laid out on his park bench
Like it was his home settee
Singin' like a fallen angel Me and Bobby McGee
When I've done my patriotic chore
And burnt London to the ground
I'll go back home to Nenagh
And get pissed every night in town
Like the ol' folks say,
You can't keep a good man down
And the park bench Aristocrats
Still drinking in the park
The junkies are still sneaking in
For fix up after dark
Jock's still laid out on his park bench
Like it was his own settee
Singing like a fallen angel
Me and Bobby McGee
Freedom's just another word for nothing left to lose
Nothin ain't worth nothin if ain't free
Feelin good was easy Lord when Bobby sang the blues
Feelin good was good enough for me
Good enough for me and Bobby McGee
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Back in the County Hell Lyrics as written by Shane Macgowan
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