that its the wrong road. North men all, rioting and
not on the falls road, loyalists to a man., that is loyal to
a misguided cause of bigotry and to hell with civil rights.
Oh yes we’re on the one road always the wrong road singing
kill all Taigs as we go marching towards Alliance burning
the green white and gold Tricolour. Take it down from the mast our
proud red white and blue, and you talk about parity of esteem
Its clear we’re on the road to god knows where, Destroying the
faith, hard fought to be able say, invest in Norn Iron a new destiny shines
today. Comrades’ all, don’t think so, unless you’re a loyal Ulster man
of the red white and blue six counties variety.
We’re together, on a hoary old road, East Belfast, Newtownards
Ballyclare and Hillsborough, striding forth into obscurity, but we
don’t care we’re together, extremists to a man throwing petrol bombs
at our loyal police force, no one will stop us, until our flag flys atop belfasts city hall