Irish Son (Short Version)
Brian McFadden"Irish Son (Short Version)" es una canción de Brian McFadden, 2004, Pop. La canción dura 4:05, 46 lines / 322 words.
Letra
0:09I was born in the heart of Dublin
0:12To a holy book full of rules
0:17Made get on our knees every Sunday
0:21With the other fools
0:25We were warped by the Christian Brothers
0:29In the cell blocks at our schools
0:33Get a hand print on your skin
0:38From a glove of jewels
0:43Go hit me now
0:46That I'm twice your size
0:51We brushed off the accusations
0:55Bowed before your lies
1:00This is the city that raised me
1:04With the religion they gave me
1:09Now I'm old enough to know my own mind
1:16But it was leaving that saved me
1:20I've seen so much that has changed me
1:26So just break with your past feed your own mind
1:35'Cause this Irish son has moved with the times
1:43Wedding's deaths and baptizing children
1:46That's my debt paid to the church
1:51I don't need that kind of salvation
1:55When I get hurt
2:00Don't fill my head with sermons
2:04And force me to believe
2:06This is the city that raised me
2:10With the religion they gave me
2:16Now I'm old enough to know my own mind
2:23But it was leaving that saved me
2:27I've seen so much that has changed me
2:32So just break with your past feed your own mind
2:41'Cause this Irish son has moved with the times
2:50Our Father who art in Heaven
2:54Come down here and make your presence known
3:01We can't do it on our own
3:06The lunatics let run the asylum
3:11How can we find peace inside your home
3:17When you can't trust your own
3:21This is the city that raised me
3:26With the religion they gave me
3:31Now I'm old enough to know my own mind
3:38But it was leaving that saved me
3:42I've seen so much that has changed me
3:48So just break with your past feed your own mind
3:56Cos' this Irish son has moved with the times
4:05Yes this Irish son has moved with the times
I was born in the heart of Dublin To a holy book full of rules Made get on our knees every Sunday With the other fools We were warped by the Christian Brothers In the cell blocks at our schools Get a hand print on your skin From a glove of jewels Go hit me now That I'm twice your size We brushed off the accusations Bowed before your lies This is the city that raised me With the religion they gave me Now I'm old enough to know my own mind But it was leaving that saved me I've seen so much that has changed me So just break with your past feed your own mind 'Cause this Irish son has moved with the times Wedding's deaths and baptizing children That's my debt paid to the church I don't need that kind of salvation When I get hurt Don't fill my head with sermons And force me to believe This is the city that raised me With the religion they gave me Now I'm old enough to know my own mind But it was leaving that saved me I've seen so much that has changed me So just break with your past feed your own mind 'Cause this Irish son has moved with the times Our Father who art in Heaven Come down here and make your presence known We can't do it on our own The lunatics let run the asylum How can we find peace inside your home When you can't trust your own This is the city that raised me With the religion they gave me Now I'm old enough to know my own mind But it was leaving that saved me I've seen so much that has changed me So just break with your past feed your own mind Cos' this Irish son has moved with the times Yes this Irish son has moved with the times
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