in the land of rolling hills, where legends come alive

a spirit of courage, with passion deep inside

tales of the ancients, of Cú Chulainn’s might

up to the rebel songs that keep our spirits bright

our spirts bright

Raise your glasses high

let's sing and dance tonight to the rhythm of the irish

we party all night, allright

hold on tight to the rhythm of the irish

‘til the morning light

The rebel hearts beating with fire in our eyes

We‘re fighters of tradition with our irish punk pride

The rebel hearts beating with fire in our eyes

We‘re fighters of tradition with our irish punk pride

C’mon raise your voice to the sound of the past

from Dublin to Cork, from Galway to Belfast

through hardship and struggle we've always endured

for famine and oppression we’ve found our cure

we’ve found our cure

Raise your glasses high

let's sing and dance tonight to the rhythm of the irish

we party all night, allright

hold on tight to the rhythm of the irish

‘til the morning light

The rebel hearts beating with fire in our eyes

We‘re fighters of tradition with our irish punk pride

The rebel hearts beating with fire in our eyes

We‘re fighters of tradition with our irish punk pride