Celtic Song

This song is a tribute
This song is a gift
It deals with a cliché
Oh partys and beer
With force, with pride
And the friends that we are
And the stupid lyrics
That a punk band writes

Oh God,
What should we sing?
To be heard, to be screamed
To be left as we feel
Not involved in a political cause we are
With a lit smile
We don't preach for the strike

"Follow the leader" is all that you hate
But when I see most of the rock shows you went
You're a sheep in the flock
Raising the fist
Defending the same cause as Guevara did

Oh God,
What should we sing?
To be heard, to be screamed
To be left as we feel
Not involved in a political cause we are
With a lit smile
We don't preach for the strike

Follow the leader is all that you hate
But when I see most of the rock shows you went
You're a sheep in the flock
Raising the fist
Defending the same cause as Guevara did



Credits
Writer(s): Alban Jung, Arnaud Charlet, Kevin Devesa, Romain Terrier
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