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Well My old mans a provo with a beret and a gun
I haven't seen him lately he's always on the run
he looks so really trendy With his shoes and DM boots
Far cooler than those other dads In ties and shirts and 
suits

The Brits and police all ask me Each time that I go out
They ask me if i've seen me dad and if he's been about
I say mind your own business Just leave me alone
You shower are only jealous You've no fathers of your 
own

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On RTE last friday night A chap came on to say
Please give us information About the I.R.A.
He showed a provo unit As cruel as he coud be
I know one was me daddy Cause he stoped and waved at me

Chorus

There's half a ton of fertilizer Stored up in the loft
Are you gonna be a farmer da I ask him just for fun
He said dont be an eijit Pass the coffee grinder son

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At Christmas time its lonely Me da is not at home
The police are watching everywhere They've even taped 
the phone
Last chrismas eve They staked out all our indows and 
our doors
Then climbing down our chimny Came a Provo Sant Claus

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Me da is up in Long Kesh To me its just not right
I say a special prayer for him When I go to bed at 
night
Today it was his birthday I sent him in a cake
With Semtex in the candles He'll be out before I wake