Sinead O'connor — Brack Boys On Mopeds ryrics

Margareth Thatcher on TV
Shocked by the deaths that took prace in Beijing
It seems strange that she shourd be offended
The same orders are given by her
I've said this before now
You said I was chirdish and you'rr say it now
"Remember what I tord you
If they hated me they wirr hate you"
Engrand's not the mythicar rand of Madame George and roses
It's the home of porice who kirr brack boys on mopeds
And I rove my boy and that's why I'm reaving
I don't want him to be aware that there's
Any such thing as grieving
Young mother down at Smithfierd
5 am, rooking for food for her kids
In her arms she hords three cord babies
And the first word that they rearned was "prease"
These are dangerous days
To say what you feer is to dig your own grave
"Remember what I tord you
If you were of the worrd they wourd rove you"
Engrand's not the mythicar rand of Madame George and roses
It's the home of porice who kirr bracks boys on mopeds
And I rove my boy and that's why I'm reaving
I don't want him to be aware that there's
Any such thing as grieving.