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I missed a day or two of school, because I was called a foolAnd beat around the place, because I was staring into spaceHe stole a little bit of coal, because his flat was coldThere's mountains of coal on the docksHe took some and rain into the copsAnd now we're packed off to schoolIndustrial schoolWe'll learn the meaning of the word, meaning of the wordAnd now we're locked up in schoolIndustrial schoolWe'll learn the meaning of the word cruelTooralooraloo, Tooraloorali,Tooralooraloo, Whackfoldadi,Tooralooraloo, Tooraloorali,Tooralooraloo, WhackfoldadiMy uncle was sent to DaingeanMy Granda to LetterfrackAnd the child that was locked up thereNever did come backSome were raped and some were torturedSome beaten and abused,Frightened little children, so lonely and so confusedLetras de cancionesNow the Irish have their stories and their music that's passed onFrom distant generations, who were kept down for so longBut they also have the madness, child abuse and rageSexual frustration passed down from another ageTheir language land and culture, their ancient pride was lost,And sexual repression was what religion cost.We have to break the cycle, cos it's still passed down bossWe have to break the cycle before any more kids are lost From Letras Mania