My name is Sands MP in the city of Belfast Divided by religion I up fast I was and I was spat upon My run out of its home There was only one Turn the whole upside down
But the had other ideas I got lifted for a gun In a trial without a I got years from the judge
beat me regularly But they break me because I had the of my comrades And a burnin' in my cause
Still I a girl outside pregnant Married her on remand Now I got a son and a pain in my When he recognize 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 clothes So they stripped us to the Threw in some threadbare And when they us about our nakedness As we slopped out down the We wouldn't come out of their prison We shit on their prison walls
in an eight foot concrete box With a Bible, a And the threat of everyday Can I make it through these fourteen Will my son my face? I don't blame her for the But for sake let him keep his name
Your on ice oh, oh, oh, oh But can't stop the desire To on out oh, oh, oh, oh your heart is on fire
Five simple things we ask of simple things denied But Thatcher, not compromise I ask my Mother's To finally her heart We have come to a decision, hunger
Three starve behind me I pray to God my will lead to compromise I can no see your face My bones break my skin I'm goin' to Belfast City You can't cage my in
soul's on ice oh, oh, oh, oh But can't stop the desire To on out oh, oh, oh, oh When your heart is on
soul's on ice oh, oh, oh, oh But they can't the desire To on out oh, oh, oh, oh your heart is on fire