My is Bobby Sands MP Born in the city of Divided by religion I up fast I was stabbed and I was upon My family run out of its There was one solution Turn the whole system down
But the had other ideas I got lifted for a gun In a trial a jury I got fourteen from the judge
Screws me regularly But they couldn't me because I had the of my comrades And a burnin' in my cause
I left a girl outside pregnant Married her on remand Now I got a son and a pain in my When he doesn't his old man
Your on ice oh, oh, oh, oh But they can't the desire To on out oh, oh, oh, oh When heart is on fire
We wouldn't wear their convict So stripped us to the bone Threw in some blankets And they jeered us about our nakedness As we slopped out down the We wouldn't out of their prison cells We smeared shit on their prison
Stuck in an foot concrete box a Bible, a mattress And the threat of violence Can I make it through these years? my son remember my face? I don't her for the separation But for Christ's sake let him keep his
Your on ice oh, oh, oh, oh But they stop the desire To on out oh, oh, oh, oh When your is on fire
Five simple things we ask of Five simple things But Thatcher, not compromise I ask my permission To break her heart We have come to a decision, hunger
Three starve behind me I pray to God my Death lead to compromise I can no longer see face My bones through my skin I'm goin' to Belfast City You cage my spirit in
Your on ice oh, oh, oh, oh But they can't stop the To on out oh, oh, oh, oh When your is on fire
soul's on ice oh, oh, oh, oh But they can't stop the To on out oh, oh, oh, oh your heart is on fire