The Stramash in the Public Park
(Nicky Patterson 2006)
Intro: | x4
Verse: ||
Chorus: |||
V1:
Itâs been much warmer but they donât give a shit
Get heat from tonic wine and smoking bucket kits
20 odd young faces peering into the dark
Awaiting the stramash in the public park
Chorus:
Bring your bottles, bring your sticks,
bring your stones and break your bones
Smash your bottles, whack your sticks,
throw your stones and break your bones
The local rag will preach the fortunes
of the kids from broken homes
Suburban life should teach them right
and theyâre alright if theyâre own their own
V2:
The calm is choked by a distant scream
And the hollow chant of one âYoung Teamâ
Cut-off in answer by a blood thirsty cry
The shouts of âYoung Derryâ and âWeâll Fight Or Die!â
Chorus
V3:
It kicks off in style and after only a short while
Blood has been drawn and a face has been sawn
20 odd shadows run into the dark
Ending the stramash in the public park
Chorus
V4:
One shadow collapses at the edge of the green
The silence falls and itâs all serene
Street lamps flicker for miles around
And leaves are rustling, blowing on the ground