No Warning

 

 

I hung up me guns;

But for you, you cunt

I’ll take ‘em down

 

Don’t push me

I’m at the end of my tether

I love peace, love, freedom

You love neither.

 

I’ll give you a bit o’ Irish

‘Cause we know how to war

You might know aggression, oppression

But we’ve whipped that before…

 

I hung up me guns;

But for you, you cunt

I’ll take ‘em down

 

Don’t push me…

 

I love peace

I don’t believe in God

But if you push me

Then I shall go to war:

 

 

 

 

 

War against the enemy

‘Cause that’s what you are

War against the oppressor,

‘Cause I’ve been this way before.

 

Don’t push me, you cunt

Don’t push me!

Right, you’ve gone too far

And I won’t stop ‘till you’re done for.

 

NB.This one not quite me as I am using words I overheard, but the sentiment could be me.