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Must it take a life for hateful eyes
To glisten once again
Five hundred years like gelignite
Have blown us all to hell

What savior rests while on his cross we die
Forgotten freedom burns
Has the shepherd led his lambs astray
To the bigot and the gun

Must it take a life for hateful eyes
To glisten once again
'Cause we find ourselves in the same old mess
Singin' drunken lullabies

I watch and stare as Roisin's eyes
Turn a darker shade of red
And the bullet with this sniper lie
In their bloody gutless cell

Must we starve on crumbs from long ago
Through bars these men made steel
Is it a great or little thing we fought
Knelt the conscience blessed to kill

Must it take a life for hateful eyes
To glisten once again
'Cause we find ourselves in the same old mess
Singin' drunken lullabies

Ah, but maybe it's the way we're taught
Or but maybe it's the way we fought
But a smile never grins without tears to begin
For each kiss is a cry we all lost

Though there is nothing left to gain
But for the banshee that stole the grave
'Cause we find ourselves in the same old mess
Singin' drunken lullabies

I sit in and dwell on faces past
Like memories seem to fade
No color left but black and white
And soon will all turn gray

But may these shadows rise to walk again
With lessons truly learnt
When the blossom flowers in each our hearts
Shall beat a new found flame

Must it take a life for hateful eyes
To glisten once again
'Cause we find ourselves in the same old mess
Singin' drunken lullabies

'Cause we find ourselves in the same old mess
Singin' drunken lullabies
Singin' drunken lullabies
Must it take a life for hateful eyes   To glisten once again   Five hundred years like gelignite   Have blown us all to hell      What savior rests while on his cross we die   Forgotten freedom burns   Has the shepherd led his lambs astray   To the bigot and the gun      Must it take a life for hateful eyes   To glisten once again   'Cause we find ourselves in the same old mess   Singin' drunken lullabies      I watch and stare as Roisin's eyes   Turn a darker shade of red   And the bullet with this sniper lie   In their bloody gutless cell      Must we starve on crumbs from long ago   Through bars these men made steel   Is it a great or little thing we fought   Knelt the conscience blessed to kill      Must it take a life for hateful eyes   To glisten once again   'Cause we find ourselves in the same old mess   Singin' drunken lullabies      Ah, but maybe it's the way we're taught   Or but maybe it's the way we fought   But a smile never grins without tears to begin   For each kiss is a cry we all lost      Though there is nothing left to gain   But for the banshee that stole the grave   'Cause we find ourselves in the same old mess   Singin' drunken lullabies      I sit in and dwell on faces past   Like memories seem to fade   No color left but black and white   And soon will all turn gray      But may these shadows rise to walk again   With lessons truly learnt   When the blossom flowers in each our hearts   Shall beat a new found flame      Must it take a life for hateful eyes   To glisten once again   'Cause we find ourselves in the same old mess   Singin' drunken lullabies      'Cause we find ourselves in the same old mess   Singin' drunken lullabies   Singin' drunken lullabies