| lyric | I can hear the bells of Dublin
in this lonely waiting room
and ethe paper boys
are singing inthe rain.
Not too long before they take us
to the airport and the noise
to get on board a translatlantic plane.
We’ve got nothing left to stay for,
we have no more left to say
and there isn’t any work for us to do.
So farewell you boys and girls
another bloody flight of Earls.
Our best asset is our best export too.
It’s not murder, fear or famine
that makes us leave this time.
We’re not going to join McAlpines fusiliers.
We’ve got brains and we’ve got vision.
We’ve got education too
But we just can’t throw away these precious years
So we walk the streets of London
and the streets of Baltimore
And we meet at night in several Boston bars.
We’re the leaders of the future
But we’re far away from home
And we dream of you beneath the Irish stars
As we look on Ellis Island and the Lady in the Bay
and Manhatten turns to face another Sunday
We just wonder what your doing
For to bring us all back home
As we look forward to another Monday.
Because it’s not the work that scares us
We don’t mind an honest job
And we know things will get better once again.
So a thousand times adieu
We’ve got Bono and U2
And all we’re missing is the Guinness and the rain.
So switch off our new computers .
Cause the writing’s on the wall
we’re leaving as our fathers did before
Take a look at Dublin airport
or the boat that leaves Northwall
There’ll be no youth unemployment anymore
Because we’re over here in Queensland
And in parts of New South Wales
We’re on the seas and airways and the trains
And if we see better days
Those big airplanes go both ways
And we’ll all be coming home to you again |