| If you’re in Andytown or the Creggan
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| Oh, we’ll greet you with «Tiocfaidh ár lá»
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| Oh, we’re nice and polite by and by night
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| We’ll answer to 'Níl' agus 'Tá'
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| Don’t mind the machine guns and pistols
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| We wear them now only for show
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| And if they’re ever used the orangemen we’ll abuse
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| And we’ll teach them old bigots some law
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| We are the impartial police force
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| The guardians of Ulster are we
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| We’ll protect you Sinn Féiners, you fenians and taigs
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| We’re known as reformed RUC
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| Now some of you fenians may wonder
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| Why the sudden conversion we had
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| On the twelfth of July, a big flash in the sky
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| We were all drove impartially mad
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| Now, come all of you born-again Christians
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| Oh, you better not give any jaw
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| For we don’t give a hoot, the plastic we shoot
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| You’ll feel the long arm of the law
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| And all you Sinn Féiners and counsels
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| Oh, you’ll get a fair craic from the one
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| Don’t take any crap from those UDR chaps
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| We’ll teach them what’s right and what’s wrong
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| We are the impartial police force
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| The guardians of Ulster are we
|
| We’ll protect you Sinn Féiners, you fenians and taigs
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| We’re known as reformed RUC
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| Now some of you fenians may wonder
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| What a sudden conversion we had
|
| On the twelfth of July, a big flash in the sky
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| We were all drove impartially mad
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| There are some of our members now walking
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| The roads and South Country Armagh
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| And sure, up in the glens we’re all making friends
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| On the tricolour now, there’s no bar
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| Now some go unconscious for hours
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| And then they go into a daze
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| Well, they walk to the Maze and they open the cage
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| And release all the prisoners of war
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| We are the impartial police force
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| The guardians of Ulster are we
|
| We’ll protect you Sinn Féiners, you fenians and taigs
|
| We’re known as reformed RUC
|
| Now some of you fenians may wonder
|
| What a sudden conversion we had
|
| On the twelfth of July, a big flash in the sky
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| We were all drove impartially mad
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| Now, we’ve lots of friends down in Dublin
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| No pals of the loyalists are we
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| Oh, never again will we shoot fenian men
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| With papists we’ll sit down to tea
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| We’re just like the Gardáí in Dublin
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| Or the coppers in New York, you see
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| Oh, we’re Herman’s brigade and we’re all well-behaved
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| The impartial police force are we
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| We are the impartial police force
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| The guardians of Ulster are we
|
| We’ll protect you Sinn Féiners, you fenians and taigs
|
| We’re known as reformed RUC
|
| Now some of you fenians may wonder
|
| What a sudden conversion we had
|
| On the twelfth of July, a big flash in the sky
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| We were all drove impartially mad |