Texty: Sham 69. Ulster.

Ulster boy

You know it's gonna last a few more years
So when you throw them bricks
Don't you cry no tears

And when you see those tanks go past
You hide your bomb and you run from the blast

Ulster
There ain't no winners


And now you're lyin' in your hospital bed
You can still hear the bullets rushing past your head

No more fun for you ain't no more
You've ended like the rest and now you're dead