I Love You

I love you, I love you, I told you I do It's all I've ever felt, I've never felt so well And if you don't know it, I wrote you this tune To be here loving you when I'm in the tomb I've eddied the heart now, from Dublin to Paris And if there was sunshine, it was never on me So close, the rain, so pronounced is the pain Yeah Well, I love you, imagine a world without you It's only ever you, I only think of you And if it's a blessing, I want it for you If I must have a future, I want it with you Systеm in our hearts, you only had it before You only opеn the window, never open up the door And I love you, I love you, told you I do Selling genocide and half-cut pride, I understand I had to be there from the start, I had to be the fucking man It was a clamber of the life, I sucked the ring off every hand Had 'em plying me with drink, even met with their demands When the cherries lined up, I kept the spoilings for myself 'Til I had 30 ways of dying, looking at me from the shelf Cloud-parting smile I had, a real good child I was But this island's run by sharks with children's bones stuck in their jaws Now the morning's filled with cokeys tryna talk you through it all Is their mommy Fine Gael and is their daddy Fianna Fáil? And they say they love the land, but they don't feel it go to waste Hold a mirror to the youth and they will only see their face Makes flowers read like broadsheets, every young man wants to die Say it to the man who profits, and the bastard walks by And the bastard walks by, and the bastard walks by Say it to him 50 times and still the bastard won't cry Would I lie? I love you, I love you, I told you I do It's all I've ever felt, I've never felt so well And if you don't know it, I wrote you this tune To be here loving you when I'm in the tomb System in our hearts, you only had it before Echo, echo, echo, the lights, they go The lights, they go, the lights, they go Echo, echo Selling genocide and half-cut pride, I understand I had to be there from the start, I had to be the fucking man It was a clamber of the life, I sucked the ring off every hand Had 'em plying me with drink, even met with their demands And I loved you like a penny loves the pocket of a priest And I'll love you 'til the grass around my gravestone is deceased And I'm heading for the cokeys, I will tell them 'bout it all 'Bout the gall of Fine Gael and the fail of Fianna Fáil Now the flowers read like broadsheets, every young man wants to die Say it to the man who profits, and the bastard walks by And the bastard walks by, and the bastard walks by Say it to him 50 times and still the bastard won't cry Would I lie?