Irish blood, English heart
this I’m made of
there is no one on earth
I’m afraid of
and no regime
can buy or sell me
I’ve been dreaming of a time when
to be English
is not to be baneful
to be standing by the flag not feeling
shameful, racist or partial
Irish blood, English heart
this I’m made of
there is no one on earth
I’m afraid of
and I will die
with both my hands untied
I’ve been dreaming of a time when
the English are sick to death of Labour
and Tories
and spit upon the name Oliver Cromwell
and denounce this royal line that still
salute him / and will salute him forever
