My Old Man Lyrics

My old mans a provo with a beret and a gun
I havent seen him lately hes always on the run
He looks really trendy in his shades and DM boots
Far cooler than them other dads in ties and shirts and suits

The brits and police ask me, each time that I go out
They ask me if I seen me da or if he's been about
I say 'mind your own business, now just leave me alone
You shower are only jealous, you've no fathers of your own!''

On RTÉ last Friday night, a cop came on to say,
"Please give us information, about the IRA"
They showed a provo unit on security tv
I know that was me da', for he stopped and waved at me

At Christmas time its lonely when daddys not at home
The police are watching everywhere they've even tapped our phone
Last Christmas Eve they staked out our windows and our doors
Then climbing down the chimney came a provo santa clause

My daddys up in long kesh now to me its just not right
I say a special prayer for him when i got to bed at night
Today it was his birthday I sent him in a cake
There was cemtex in the candles he'll be out before i wake!!!