My is Bobby Sands MP in the city of Belfast Divided by I grew up fast I was and I was spat upon My family run out of its was only one solution Turn the system upside down
But the system had ideas I got lifted for a gun In a without a jury I got fourteen from the judge
beat me regularly But they couldn't break me I had the of my comrades And a burnin' in my cause
Still I left a girl pregnant her while on remand Now I got a son and a pain in my When he doesn't his old man
soul's on ice oh, oh, oh, oh But can't stop the desire To on out oh, oh, oh, oh your heart is on fire
We wouldn't wear their convict So they stripped us to the Threw in some threadbare And when they jeered us about our As we out down the halls We wouldn't come out of prison cells We smeared on their prison walls
in an eight foot concrete box With a Bible, a And the threat of violence Can I make it through fourteen years? my son remember my face? I don't her for the separation But for Christ's sake let him his name
soul's on ice oh, oh, oh, oh But they can't the desire To on out oh, oh, oh, oh When your heart is on
Five simple we ask of them Five things denied But Thatcher, will not I ask my permission To finally her heart We have to a decision, hunger strike
comrades starve behind me I pray to God my Death will lead to I can no longer see face My break through my skin I'm goin' back to City You can't my spirit in
Your on ice oh, oh, oh, oh But they can't stop the To on out oh, oh, oh, oh When heart is on fire
Your on ice oh, oh, oh, oh But can't stop the desire To on out oh, oh, oh, oh When your is on fire