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violet gibson - lisa o'neill lyrics

there are many ways to go mad
i go out to rome
with a rock in my fist and a gun in my bag
and i shoot mussolini in the nose
i didn’t shoot to skim the skin of his snout
or his t**th or the lips on his mouth
i simple saw a bad egg and i thought
i’d take the bad egg out

i fired twice, i didn’t fire right
and they dragged me through the town
and the fascist dictator carried on and on
and i went down
down and down and then down more
they hurt me in and out
half tapped, half mad, an ignorant tourist
an old irish hag, they called me all sorts
but i moved in silence, for the love of truth not violence
and i’m mad and i know
and people don’t really change i suppose
they just got a little bad when they go

they locked me up in the northampton house
where i feed the northampton birds
and i nurse the reasons why i think i’m a violet
i was never a rose
i’ve been twenty nine years here
i’m not ready be here anymore
see me back on merrion square
where in spring the violets still grow

i moved in silence, for the love of truth not violence
and i’m mad and i know
and people don’t really change i suppose
they just go a little bad when they go

- lisa oneill lyrics

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