They Call Us the Irish

They call us the Irish drunk rowdy and violent No brain cells, low intelligence and childish They only things we know is drinking, fighting, and heartbreak I was the one who started the brawl at Finnegan's Wake I'm half Irish and half English that's my first crime It's also the reason why I hate myself half the time They used to put us on the front lines as cannon fodder The famine took my family, it buried my father I'll never be a souper but I know lots of men Who became Protestants just to eat, it's common sense But the Irish are fair, we hate each other equally They used to call us green mouths, here's some grass eat with me We make the whole green, with shamrocks we paint I'm just trying to kill the evil like the Boondock Saints If you stare at an Irish face you can see the pain in it That's why when we walk by, you can smell the Jameson [Hook: Time] Are we there? Did we finally make it? Are we safe? I'm afraid to say it I watch the sky fall like Goliath and David Are we the wretched or the children of the sacred [Verse 2: Time] Just to get to poverty we rode on coffin ships Then we got quarantined and crushed with coffin lids The canary in the coal mine was an Irish man They used to treat us like a virus, we protested the Klan I wrote this in Gaelic, every tear is a poem So rest in peace to Michael Mooney and Mother Jones The wind's blowing, it's raining Angela's Ashes 'Tis only the morning, I hear a teacher man laughing I'm in the South side of Boston losing count of the caskets Asking St. Patrick what happened to the Catholics Not much of a difference between fast food and famine But a famine of school's could lead to a soul's damage We need all the luck we can get just to stay sober That's why we believe in leprechauns and four leaf clovers My ancestors bleed green white and orange And for their sacrifices I'm grateful I was born [Hook: Time] Are we there? Did we finally make it? Are we safe? I'm afraid to say it I watch the sky fall like Goliath and David Are we the wretched or the children of the sacred