Go on home British soldiers, go on home. Have you got no fuckin' homes of your own? For eight hundred years we've fought you without fear and we will fight you for eight hundred more. If you stay British soldiers, if you stay, you will never ever beat the IRA. The fourteen men in Derry are the last that you will bury, so take a tip and leave us while you may. No, we're not British, we're not Saxon, we're not English. We're Irish! And proud we are to be! So fuck your Union Jack, we want our country back! We want to see old Ireland free once more! Well we're fighting British soldiers for the cause, we'll never bow to soldiers because throughout our history we were born to be free, so get out British bastards, leave us be! Go on home British soldiers, go on home. Have you got no fuckin' homes of your own? For eight hundred years we've fought you without fear and we will fight you for eight hundred more.