(Verse 1) Yo, the incense in the chapel used to choke up my chest, Kneelin’ down with the rosary, but never felt blessed. My Da took the hits, and his Da did too, Faith built outta pain, carryin’ England’s bruise. Then a girl from Eccleston lit a spark in my mind, Saw the truth behind the trance, left the lies behind. (Chorus) She said, “Have your island, love, have your revolution, Curse the Crown forever, that’s your own contribution. But no man I marry bows down like that — Not to some fella in robes with a pointy hat. So choose your road, my darling, know exactly where you stand.” So I traded Latin for Psalms, but I stayed IRA to the bone, my man. (Verse 2) Down the clubhouse, boys spittin’ fury on the floor, Sayin’, “You betrayed the struggle, what you even fightin’ for?” I said, “Padraig Pearse learned from Protestants, bro — It ain’t the cross you carry, it’s the empire you overthrow.” They shook their heads, but they kept me in the crew, A heretic with purpose and a rebel heart that stayed true. (Chorus) She said, “Have your island, love, have your revolution, Curse the Crown forever, that’s your own contribution. But no man I marry bows down like that — Not to some fella in robes with a pointy hat. So choose your road, my darling, know exactly where you stand.” So I traded Latin for Psalms, but I stayed IRA to the bone, my man. (Bridge) In the quiet of the evening, Bible open on her knee, She never asked about the guns or what they carved outta me. She gave me a new covenant, a different kind of grace, A home that felt like shelter from that old divided place. I fought for one island, prayed in two different churches, Left one confession for another — left my soul in the lurches. (Break — Spoken / Rap Ad‑lib) Acoustic strings in the back, tension in the air, A rebel’s melody with a thousand-yard stare. (Final Chorus — Rap Flip) Oh for ****’s sake, yeah, I still got my island, Still got my fight, still defiant, still wildin’. I’ll curse the Crown ’til my last breath drops flat, But I won’t bow down to a man in a pointy hat. And they can talk about history, slavery, this and that — But they turned their backs once, and that’s the end of that.
