Rock on, Rockall - The O'Neill Brothers Group-歌词

Rock on, Rockall - The O'Neill Brothers Group

Oh the empire is finished no foreign lands to seize

So the greedy eyes of england are looking towards the seas

Two hundred miles from donegal there's a place that's called rockall

And the groping hands of whitehall are grabbing at it's walls

Oh rock on rockall you'll never fall to britain's greedy hands

Or you'll meet the same resistance that you did in many lands

May the seagulls rise and pluck your eyes and the water crush your shell

And the natural gas will burn your a** and blow you all to hell

For this rock is part of ireland 'cos it' s written in folklore

That fionn maccumhaill took a sod of grass and he threw it to the fore

Then he tossed a pebble across the sea where ever it did fall

For the sod became the isle of man and the pebble's called rockall

Oh rock on rockall you'll never fall to britain's greedy hands

Or you'll meet the same resistance that you did in many lands

May the seagulls rise and pluck your eyes and the water crush your shell

And the natural gas will burn your a** and blow you all to hell

Oh rock on rockall you'll never fall to britain's greedy hands

Or you'll meet the same resistance that you did in many lands

May the seagulls rise and pluck your eyes and the water crush your shell

And the natural gas will burn your a** and blow you all to hell

Now the seas will not be silent while britannia grabs the waves

And remember that the irish will no longer be your slaves

And remember that britannia well she rules the waves no more

So keep your hands off rockall it's irish to the core

Oh rock on rockall you'll never fall to britain's greedy hands

Or you'll meet the same resistance that you did in many lands

May the seagulls rise and pluck your eyes and the water crush your shell

And the natural gas will burn your a** and blow you all to hell

Oh rock on rockall you'll never fall to britain's greedy hands

Or you'll meet the same resistance that you did in many lands

May the seagulls rise and pluck your eyes and the water crush your shell

And the natural gas will burn your a** and blow you all to hell

And the natural gas will burn your a** and blow you all to hell