Lyrics Flogging Molly - Requiem For A Dying Song

There's a government whip
Cracked across your back
Where the order of the day
Is don't listen attack
See the blood run down
In your bushwhacked town
Revolution is the gimmick
Of a jokeless clown
Another volley's just the ammo
For the taxman's gun

Talk, don't talk if you've nothin' to say
Walk, don't walk if your feet don't know the way

In requiem for a dying song
Hear the shimmy and the shake
From a futile war
With the sun that lights the day
Brings the darkness and the prize
Of another great shame
But with you my love, with you my love
With you I will return
In requiem for a dying song

Grab the barrel by the face
Shoot the order, release
Shove the bullet in your pocket
Turn away and retreat
See the terror in the eye
Of a bloodshot child
With only rubble in his belly
And the promise of lies
Operation liberation, tell me you can decide

Talk, don't talk if you've nothing to say
Walk, don't walk if your feet don't know the way

In requiem for a dying song
Hear the shimmy and the shake
From a futile war
With the sun that lights the day
Brings the darkness and the prize
Of another great shame
But with you my love, with you my love
With you I will return
In requiem for a dying song

Agony from every corner
On every street
Ignite their loss of self
With their bitterness... explode... explode

There's a government whip
cracked across your back
Where the order of the day
Is don't listen attack

Talk, don't talk if you've nothin' to say
Walk, don't walk if your feet don't know the way

In requiem for a dying song
Hear the shimmy and the shake
From a futile war
With the sun that lights the day
Brings the darkness and the prize
Of another great shame
But with you my love, with you my love
With you I will return
In requiem for a dying song
With you my love
With you I will return
In requiem for a dying song