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Seanchai - Let Me Tell You Where You're From lyrics

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I see you with your friends<br />

Hanging out<br />

You're my little man<br />

No doubt<br />

And that's the part<br />

That kinda got me worried<br />

Kids these days<br />

Getting old in a hurry<br />

Everyday gun play<br />

By some crazy mutha<br />

Shooting up schools<br />

For no good reason other<br />

Than they're scared and confused<br />

Life's unfair so they choose<br />

To cock the glock<br />

And make the six o'clock news<br />

Which comes on the box<br />

Right after Jerky Springer<br />

Waving his finger<br />

At some studio ringer<br />

Talk show whore<br />

Making fun of the poor<br />

A punch in the jaw<br />

Crowd roars for more<br />

Like that wrestling federation<br />

It's a negative vibration<br />

Across the nation<br />

Television's on<br />

Pushing 'Leprechaun'<br />

So pull out the plug<br />

And let me tell you something son<br />

Let me tell you where you're from <br />

<br />

First thing,<br />

One time we were kings<br />

Under Brehon law<br />

Fair to the weak and the strong<br />

But thugs came in<br />

So called aristocratics<br />

Crossed the sea<br />

Gave us some static<br />

Have you heard before<br />

About Fiach O'Byrne at Glenmalure<br />

Picked up his sword<br />

Showed Lord Gray the door<br />

But An Gorta Mór<br />

Nearly wiped us out<br />

So we were poor<br />

By the time we came out<br />

To Brooklyn, U.S.A.<br />

Worked like slaves<br />

For no pay<br />

Both my Grandfathers<br />

Fought for their due<br />

The I.R.A became the T.W.U.<br />

But once more<br />

Thugs knocked on the door<br />

And once more son<br />

We went to war<br />

For five years in Burma<br />

Da was in the zone<br />

Uncle Andrew,<br />

Uncle Hughie,<br />

They never made it home<br />

So take some time out,<br />

Remember what they done<br />

And let me tell you something son,<br />

Let me tell you where you're from <br />

<br />

I see you on the street<br />

You make me proud<br />

Keep your two feet<br />

On solid ground<br />

Confrontation everywhere<br />

You turn your head<br />

With no foundation<br />

You'll be easily led<br />

By all the wrong folks<br />

For all the wrong reasons<br />

Leave them on the shelf<br />

Look within yourself<br />

And keep it mind son<br />

You come from a tribe son<br />

You've got the heart<br />

Of a lion son<br />

That's how we've survived son<br />

So don't be no thug<br />

But don't be no herb either<br />

Don't give no one shit<br />

But don't take no shit neither<br />

To know where you're going<br />

You gotta know where you're from<br />

And let me tell you something son<br />

Let me tell you where you're from

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