Song parody of
Black & Tans
by Sloppy But Lucky
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I was born on a Dublin street
Where the Loyalist drums they beat
And the loving English feet
They walked all over us
And every single night
When me dad would come home tight
He'd invite the neighbors out
With his chorus
Come out you black and tans
Come out and fight me like a man
Show your wife how you
Won medals in Flanders
And how the IRA
Made you run like hell away
From the green and lovely lanes
In Killashandra
Come and come and tell
How you caught the great Pernell
And you had him truly purely persecuted
And how you smeared and jeered
Laughed for us to hear
Our leaders of sixteen you executed
Come out you black and tans
Come out and fight me like a man
Show your wife how you
Won medals in Flanders
And how the IRA
Made you run like hell away
From the green and lovely lanes
In Killashandra
Come tell us how you slew
Those old Arabs two by two
And the Zulus they had knives and bows and arrows
How you bravely faced one
With a sixteen-pounder gun
And frightened them poor natives to the marrow
Come out you black and tans
Come out and fight me like a man
Show your wife how you
Won medals in Flanders
And how the IRA
Made you run like hell away
From the green and lovely lanes
In Killashandra
Come out you British Huns
Come out and fight without your guns
Show your wife how you won medals in Derry
You killed sixteen men and you'll do it all again
Get out of here and take your fucking army
Come out you black and tans
Come out and fight me like a man
Show your wife how you
Won medals in Flanders
And how the IRA
Made you run like hell away
From the green and lovely lanes
In Killashandra
Come out you black and tans
Come out and fight me like a man
Show your wife how you
Won medals in Flanders
And how the IRA
Made you run like hell away
From the green and lovely lanes
In Killashandra
Come out you black and tans
Come out and fight me like a man
Show your wife how you
Won medals in Flanders
And how the IRA
Made you run like hell away
From the green and lovely lanes
In Killashandra
I was born on a Dublin street
Where the Loyalist drums they beat
And the loving English feet
They walked all over us
And every single night
When me dad would come home tight
He'd invite the neighbors out
With his chorus
Come out you black and tans
Come out and fight me like a man
Show your wife how you
Won medals in Flanders
And how the IRA
Made you run like hell away
From the green and lovely lanes
In Killashandra
Come and come and tell
How you caught the great Pernell
And you had him truly purely persecuted
And how you smeared and jeered
Laughed for us to hear
Our leaders of sixteen you executed
Come out you black and tans
Come out and fight me like a man
Show your wife how you
Won medals in Flanders
And how the IRA
Made you run like hell away
From the green and lovely lanes
In Killashandra
Come tell us how you slew
Those old Arabs two by two
And the Zulus they had knives and bows and arrows
How you bravely faced one
With a sixteen-pounder gun
And frightened them poor natives to the marrow
Come out you black and tans
Come out and fight me like a man
Show your wife how you
Won medals in Flanders
And how the IRA
Made you run like hell away
From the green and lovely lanes
In Killashandra
Come out you British Huns
Come out and fight without your guns
Show your wife how you won medals in Derry
You killed sixteen men and you'll do it all again
Get out of here and take your fucking army
Come out you black and tans
Come out and fight me like a man
Show your wife how you
Won medals in Flanders
And how the IRA
Made you run like hell away
From the green and lovely lanes
In Killashandra
Come out you black and tans
Come out and fight me like a man
Show your wife how you
Won medals in Flanders
And how the IRA
Made you run like hell away
From the green and lovely lanes
In Killashandra
Come out you black and tans
Come out and fight me like a man
Show your wife how you
Won medals in Flanders
And how the IRA
Made you run like hell away
From the green and lovely lanes
In Killashandra
