We'll sing a song, a soldier's song
We're on the blanket tonight
We'll be starving, cold and naked
Until the hunger shuts out our light
We'll not wear your prison clothes
Nor as common convicts pose
We are soldiers, this is war
British justice, Satan's whore
To make me wear a uniform
Have to nail it to me back
Smearing shite on H Block's walls
Wipe me arse with the Union Jack
We'll sing a song, a soldier's song
We're on the blanket tonight
We'll be starving, cold and naked
Until the hunger shuts out our light
You may beat me, never break me
Burn in hell, heaven take me
In Long Kesh a freezing cell
Made in Britain living hell
I'm no common criminal
I'm a prisoner of war
Secret trial with no jury
Thatcher is the devil's whore
We'll sing a song, a soldier's song
We're on the blanket tonight
We'll be starving, cold and naked
Until the hunger shuts out our light
Chamber pots overflow
No slop out, dirty protest
You'll never beat the Irish
With clubs and false arrest
Raise a glass to Bobby Sands
Kieran Nugent was the first
Irish Republicans take a stand
British justice is cursed