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 paineful
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 of 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