Shamrocks - Punk Nation

No question as tired and old
"How much value does freedom hold
As bodies pile up in the morgues?"

We're paying the ultimate price
The blank stare in dead soldiers' eyes
There is no return; if we struggle and fall
There won't be a flag left to mourn

You thought you could test our will
That centuries dulled our steel
You tried to go in for the kill

It's time to stand proud
(We rise with our kin!)
It's time to stand free
(We fight and we win!)
The aging empire can go and get bent
We're drawing the line in the sand

Till our last breath we'll

Stand fast
Another day passed
It won't be our last
You know we can't afford to fail now
We'll reap what we've sown
Protect what we've grown
We'll hold the line with pure anger
All our frustration
Determination
We are the ultimate punk nation
We need no masters
Now could you bastards
Fuck off to kingdom come
You know we won't succumb

Whoa! Who-oa! Who-oa! Who-oa-oa-oa!
Who-oa! Who-oa! Who-o-oa!
Whoa! Who-oa! Who-oa! Who-oa-oa-oa!
Who-oa! Who-oa! Who-o-oa!
Whoa! Who-oa! Who-oa! Who-oa-oa-oa!
Who-oa! Who-oa!
YAAAR!

Stand fast
Another day passed
It won't be our last
You know we can't afford to fail now
We'll reap what we've sown
Protect what we've grown
We'll hold the line with pure anger
All our frustration
Determination
We are the
Ultimate
Punk
Nation
We need no masters
Now would you bastards
Just Fuck!
OFF!

The struggle shall go on!

Written by:
Anatoly Khomenko

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