Last House In Our Street
The last house in our street
Is the one we are living in
Throw the ball against the wall and back to me
All the other windows have concrete curtains
Open up your eyes and tell me what you see
The flowers in our garden
Are made of bricks and broken glass
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And ?round the back
We're growing an outside toilet
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Wee Albert Mooney
Was blinded by a petrol bomb
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The bomber said, we're sorry
It must have been an accident
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A big rubber bullet
Killed little Johnny Morrisey
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A policeman fired it
It must have been an accident
Open up your eyes and tell me what you see
God made the world
And Belfast is part of it
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Sometimes I wonedr if Belfast was an accident
Open up your eyes and tell me what you see
There's a wall, there is
Between us and them, there is
Throw the ball against the wall and back to me
Is there anyone can tell me
That they didn't help in building it
Open up your eyes and tell me what you see
But the eyes of the world
Have concrete curtains
Throw the ball against the wall and back to me
Would you tear down the wall
Would you open up the windows
Would you open up your eyes
And tell me what you see