Bryan McFadden - Irish Son

I was born in the heart of Dublin
To a Holy book full of rules
Made get in our knees every Sunday with
The other fools

We were warped by the Christian Brothers
In the cell blocks at out schools
Get a handprint on your skin
From a claw of Jewels

Go hit me now
That I’m twice your size
We brushed off the accusations
And bowed before your lies

This is the city that raised me
With the religion they gave me
Now I’m old enough to know my own mind
And it was leaving that saved me
I seen so much that has changed me
Just break with your past
Feed your own mind
This Irish son had moved with the times

Weddings deaths and baptizing children
That’s my dept paid to the church
I don’t need that kind of salvation
When I get hurt

Don’t fill my head with sermons
And force me to believe

This is the city that raised me
With the religion they gave me
Now I’m old enough to know my own mind
And it was leaving that saved me
I seen so much that had changed me
Just break with your past
Feed your own mind
Cos’ the Irish son has moved
With the times

Our father who art in heaven
Come down here and make your
Presence known
We can’t do it on our own

This is the city that raised me
With the religion they gave me
Now I’m old enough to know my own mind
But it was leaving that saved me
I’ve seen so much that has changed me
So just break with your past
Feed your own mind
Cos’ the Irish son has moved
With the times
Cos’ the Irish son has moved
With the times