Oh, Lily, I don't want to die. We've got so much to live for, and I know I'm going out to get slaughtered but I just can't take anymore. Just the sight of one more child screaming of hunger in a Dublin slum, or his mother slaving 14 hours a day for the scum who'll exploit her, and take her youth, and throw it on a factory floor! Oh Lily, I just can't take anymore.
They've locked us out. They've banned our unions. They even treat their animals better than us! No, it's far better to die like a man on your feet than to live forever like some slave on your knees, Lily.
But don't let them wrap any green flag around me, and for God's sake, don't let them bury me in some field full of harps and shamrocks, and whatever you do, don't let them make a martyr out of me. No! I'd rather raise the Starry Plough on high and sing a song of freedom.
Here's to you, Lily, the rights of man! An international revolution!
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I love that song so much!
They've locked us out. They've banned our unions. They even treat their animals better than us! No, it's far better to die like a man on your feet than to live forever like some slave on your knees, Lily.
But don't let them wrap any green flag around me, and for God's sake, don't let them bury me in some field full of harps and shamrocks, and whatever you do, don't let them make a martyr out of me. No! I'd rather raise the Starry Plough on high and sing a song of freedom.
Here's to you, Lily, the rights of man! An international revolution!