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So different from the dungeons gloom, the forest's shady bowerThere's many a shade that love might share, where a man can kiss anotherHer warm breath is turning moist, where she is alreadyGreen leaves and sunshine, Sextatic in her head (Instrumental)Like beautiful maggots inside rotten applesSpitting out the juices of Kings and big-arsed BaronsFat on the Crusades, slaughtered by AssassinsAfraid to walk the glades of the land they ownRise like lions, shake your chains, babeYe are many, they are fewTake from the rich and give to the poor Images of spitfires strafing Greek resistance fightersWinston Churchill gunning down the South Wales striking minersIn green we fought the Black n'tans and beat them back to UlsterAn 18 year old Argentine, lungs filled with cold water(Intro instrumental)Buried Republican Visions, Symbolic and ExplicitA history of resistance denied by bishops, lawyers and spiesGrantham hugely petty, riding on her crocodileLetras de canciones'Cross teeming London bridge, paved with blood and goldRise like lions, shake your chains, babeYe are many, they are fewTake from the rich and give to the poor Out in hunting country we sabotage their leisureMany a Grotto meant for rest holds a pirate for a guestSoft the scene so formed for joyOh curse the tyrants that destroyRise like lions, shake your chains, babeYe are many, they are fewTake from the rich and give to the poor From Letras Mania