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One Red Flag

category dublin | arts and media | other press author Saturday October 02, 2010 18:01author by Michael Gallagherauthor email libertypics at yahoo dot ie

One Red Flag

One red flag, one red flag
Just one red flag can keep the spark within our hearts still burning
We will not sag, nor will we lag
We will not sag nor will we lag we're not for turniing

(Chorus)
So let's make hay, while May Day shines
While May Day shines the workers spines are not for breaking
And while May Day shines we'll always find
While May Day shines we'll always find there's hay for making.

The worker's song can keep us strong
The workers song can keep us strong our day is dawning
And when it dawns we'll right the wrongs
When it dawns we'll right the wrongs for we are longing.

The earth the moon we'll have them soon
The earth the moon we'll have them soon maybe tomorrow
And when that blossom blooms we'll rid the gloom
When that blossom blooms we'll rid the gloom, the grief and sorrow.

(repeat chorus)

One red flag, one red flag, one red flag......fade.

© Michael Gallagher 2005

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author by MGpublication date Sat Oct 02, 2010 18:48author address author phone

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author by radio man - community radiopublication date Sun Oct 03, 2010 01:53author address author phone

Do you have a link to an MP3 for this song?

author by opus diablos - the regressive hypocrite partypublication date Sun Oct 03, 2010 14:29author address author phone

Half a million idle
Both houses now and men
Raised for emigration
Stagnation once again

No such thing they tell us
As society no more
Outside of their enclosure
Where the winners fix the score

And greed is good they gospel
Its surely good for some
In that tightening golden circle
Where all outside are bums

Players now they call them
Gambling with your lives
Your health your homes your children
Just chips for them to hive

Pay peanuts and get monkeys
They pontificate from high
Atop their piling pensions
Scraping at the sky

Since they ladled on the largesse
Doctoring the books
But baboons could not have left us
Half so phukkinphukt.

author by Michael Gallagherpublication date Fri Oct 15, 2010 19:20author address author phone

I only sang this once in public and haven't got it recorded yet.



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