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Versuri Kneecap & Casiokids – FENIAN lyrics

[Véarsa 1: Móglaí Bap]
Mad one duit, a tharla aréir
Buail mé le Sasannach, teannas san aer
Bhí sé giota beag aisteach
Had a funny way of talkin’
But then we taught him
Gach rud faoi shlóite na bhFiann
No anomosity ocht céad bliain
We watch The Wind That Shakes the Barley
History time that’s my typa party

[Véarsa 2: Mo Chara]
Mo Chara an Phoblactánach
Cé he seo? An fear beag dána
Mix of James Connolly and Clannad
Bandit, like a wee Western scannán
No more snaois all they want is polaitíocht
But not that kind that well gets ya locked up
Mind, stuff faoi an Ríocht Aontaithe
Buzzwords, headline go dtí go bhfuil sibh críochnaithe

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[Véarsa 3: Mo Chara]
I’ll huff, I’ll puff, I’ll blow your house up
Mise ‘s na Fianna amuigh ag damhsa
Tine chnámhna, get it doused up
Cultúir tras-phobail is what we’re about ach
Gach sort cunt thart after me
Cóta mór orm, Dick Dastardly
„Ya wee green Fenian bastard yee”
„Éirе aontaithe go luath?” – Mate possibly

[Véarsa 4: Móglaí Bap]
Goitse liomsa rachaidh muid dandеr
Cúpla jokes, sectarian banter
Comhrá maith, caidreamh láidir?
Tógfaigh muid sup agus déarfaidh muid paidir
Here comes the tipsy aunts
Givin’ this text with political rants
How to make a few bob off the government grants
But we’re all one together for Republican chants

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[Véarsa 5: Mo Chara]
Miotaseolaíocht, see I love all of that
An Brádan Feasa, big lad Setanta
What fuckin’ legend thought of that?
Seo an chaint ‘s tú ag cóisireacht
Le KNEECAP táimid lán de chac
Fuck knows what or who we’re laughin’ at?
(Tiocfaídh ár lá) Somebody sample that

[Véarsa 6: Móglaí Bap]
Glac ar ais muid Gleanntain Gaoth Dobhair
Le Rónan Mach Aodh Bhuí ag róstadh gabhar
In san áit ar thosaidh sé uilig
Chaill mé mo smig i dTeach Hiudai Bheag
Ag an cabaret, in a good way
Signor Bari agus leath an chontae
Tá mé fíorbhuíoch nár stad muid ag troid
Agus buíochas le Dia gur Éireannaigh muid

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