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• Artiste: Mighty Regis (The)
• Titre: A Tree Grows In Sligo
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There's a tree that grows in Sligo, in the middle of my town So I grabbed a couple matches, and burned it to the ground Was just a touch of mischief, so I ran over to the spout Filled up a bucket of water, but just couldn't put it out The blaze raged on up to Belfast, it went cutting through the yards Blew up a Royal check point, pissed off them squadie guards Lit up a boat and crossed the channel, and what a goddamn scene Up went Buckingham Palace, oh God please save the Queen! (Chorus) Orange for the flames, they burn so high White for the smoke that covers the sky Green for the tree that started this song One day up in Sligo, young paddy he done wrong Burning through the Swiss Alps, it melted all the snow Nothing anyone could do, just watched the fucker go Tried to stop it down in Italy, the point was all but moot Naples, Rome to Sicily, it burned the whole damn boot! Ran amuck over in Pakistan, hooked a left toward the Philippines Scored a nice golf course in Maui, just murdered those fucking greens When will it stop this madness, whatever is its fate Made its way through San Francisco, now there's no more Golden Gate (Chorus) Charging through the Rockes, the Windy City too much wind Those breezes only fanned the flames, took out St. Paul's pretty twin Vacationed on Martha's Vineyard, now a cause for much concern Now somewhere in New Finland, I play with matches you get burned (Chorus) (Thanks to Dave for these lyrics)