So I'm down about my country I can afford to have a point of view I love the place I love her dearly But from afar I see more clearly Drown the Irish burn their home Drown the Irish burn their own You wonder why we feel so angry Religious wars and let the faithful die And all along the church was lying Sinead was right the famine was a lie Drown we always burn our own The Irish burn their home The Irish burn their own The Irish burn their own We always burn our own We'll have no home So I'm down about my country I can afford to have a point of view The land of fear the land of song and wine But learn the facts before you pick on mine We always burn our own We always burn our own The Irish burn their home The Irish burn their home We always burn our own We always burn our own The Irish burn their own We always burn our own