Songs about the Troubles. (1 Viewer)

Billy Bragg nothern industrial town

It's just a northern industrial town
The front doors of the houses open into the streets
There's no room for front gardens, just a two-up, two-down
In a northern industrial town
And you can see the green hills 'cross the rooftops
And a fresher wind blows past the end of our block
In the evenings the mist comes rolling on down
Into a northern industrial town
And there's only two teams in this town
And you must follow one or the other
Let us win, let them lose, not the other way round
In a northern industrial town
And the street lights look pretty and bright
From the tops of the hills that rise dark in the night
If it weren't for the rain you might never come down
To your northern industrial town
And on payday they tear the place down
With a pint in your hand and a bash'em out band
Sure they'd dance to the rhythm of the rain falling down
In a northern industrial town
And there's plenty of artists around
Painters steal cars, poets nick guitars
Cos we're out of the black and into the red
So give us this day our daily bread
In a northern industrial town
But it's not Leeds or Manchester
Liverpool, Sheffield nor Glasgow
It's not Newcastle-on-Tyne, it's Belfast
It's just a northern industrial town
Merry Christmas, war is over
In a northern industrial town

You won't find a sillier one than this:


Republic of Loose IRIISH

I am I.R.I.I.S.H
Fuck you where you stand
Fuck you're girl in her face
I get down

Your principles, dreams shove them up your hole
Your princes and queens, shove them up your hole
Your rules, you can't do this you can't do that
I can't do which I can't do what? Fuck you!
I do what I want when I feel like doing it
If you've got a problem with that shove it up your gooter, miss!
Ba mhaith liom pussy, ba mhaith liom booze
Ná bí ag caint bitch, ba mhaith liom snooze
Ar fad, ar fad ar mother fucking nós na gaoithe
You don't know what I'm talking about and I don't either
But I am now high on some obnoxious sneachta
Don't prescribe me, miss, you're not me doctor
Pass the vodka...

I don't wanna talk about 800 years
I'd rather talk about 800 beers
Here's some nigerians:

Some giddy some they think witty
Think they know me coz they sing to P Diddy
Like yo homey yo homey yo
Consequence of my skin and my clothes...
Alright then back to attention...
Millionaire boyz is the future accept them
Accept them
I do rock with the loose coz they're talking the truth
Millionaire boyz with republic of loose...
Fuck the sobriety and fuck this society
I'm drunk while I'm driving I'm high while I fly
All I need now is a punk to collide with...
Humbly thinking about getting my hands on a trigger
Irish hip hop MB equals XJ layed down no sequals...
I'm down with Ian and McGuinney they're the fuckin chuckle brothers
If you're not down with them wackjobs shaove it up your motherfuckers
I don't believe in murdering kids
I don't believe in murdering brits
But I believe in murder tits with my teeth
And bitch your English tits is beyond belief
So why don't you let loose your hooters for the cause of peace?

I am I.R.I.I.S.H
Fuck you where you stand
Fuck you're girl in her face
I get down
Fuck you.
 
nah
best is

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second best

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Jesus. I'm shocked they'd let something like this on youtube. I remember this from my celtic supporting days back in the early 90s. They used to sell the tapes outside Bairds - the Irish Brigade I think. If I'm not mistaken them were the ones playing in widow scallans the night of that shooting.


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and Irish Blood English Heart maybe?

also the troubles by xtc?
Well hush my children don't you cry
The troubles will soon all be over
The tears that swell in every eye
Will fall to the ground and bring clover

The soldiers are only teenage boys
The same as in durban or dover
So rein aside all your warring toys
The troubles will soon all be over

Well hush my children go to sleep
The troubles will soon all be over
Their bombs will form a rusting heap
For flowers and fern to grow over

Their leaders are only drunk with fear
They wouldn't do this be they sober
And when they drink our friendship clear
The troubles will soon all be over


the decemberists

"Shankhill Butchers"

The Shankill butchers ride tonight
You better shut your windows tight
Theyre sharpening their cleavers and their knives
And taking all their whisky by the pint
Cuz everybody knows
If you dont mind your mother's words
A wicked wind will blow
Your ribbons from your curls
Everybody moan everybody shake
The shankill butchers wanna catch you
Awake

They used to be just like me and you
They used to be sweet little boys
But something went horribly askew
Now killing is their only source of joy
Cuz everybodys knows...

[repeat]

The shankill butchers on the rise
Theyre waiting till the dead of night
Theyre picking at their fingers with their knives
And wiping off their cleavers on their thighs
Cuz everybod knows...

[repeat]

The shankill butchers wanna kill you
The shankill butchers wanna cut you
The shankill butchers wanna catch you
Awake
Awake
Awake
Awake

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the irish brigade - yo ho, i am a provo
the irish brigade - my old man's a provo


every bird upon my word
is singin' yo ho, i am a provo
every hen and jay is layin' hand grenades
over there sir, i do declare sir
and every cock in the barnyard stock
singin' triumph to sinn féin
and it wouldn't be surprisin' if there'd be another risin'
said the man from the daily mail
 
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About the hunger strikes apparently. Great tune
 
Heres my Poem about the troubles

Fuckin nordies
Bang Bang Boom
Fuckin nordies on the news
Boom Boom Bang
Stop blowin each other up Yiz mental cunts
Its a shithole anyway , why not invade Iceland insted

Boooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooom!
No more sarcie nordies
Peace at Last
 
Plenty of unreconstructed Provo shite on the auld youchoob.

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I'm quite partial to the second one. It should be translated into Arabic and Farsi/Pashtun.

Loads of these songs I first heard in America.
 
Iain Archer's When It Kicks In.

also, 'nooooooooooooooooooorthern Irrreeeeeland' followed by 5 hand claps.
 
D-Ream's Things Can Only Get Better was written the night your man's application for membership of the LVF was rejected.
 
This song is full of troubles

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I saw an interview with the O'Neill brothers and they said the line "it's gonna happen, til you change your mind" was about the hunger strikes. :p

oh yeah? and the line you missed is 'happens all the time'. Hunger strikes happen all the time? and where would this go -

'Best story I ever heard
The truth about fat Mr X and the young girl
See how far he'll let you go
Before he persuades you when you're walking home'

I think the boys were trying a little creative revisionism to look edgy.
 
Mr X is obviously the British Empire - the bullying, the exploitation, the sleazy moves with the pretence of friendliness.
The young girl is Catherine Ní Houlihan, Mother Eireann herself as a child 800 long years ago, gazing admiringly at the swaggering bastard next door.
The Undertones had it spot on.
 

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