my old mans a provo
cant find lyrics anywhere
Well, my old man's 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
In his shades and DM boots
Much better than those other dads
In ties and shirts and suits
The police are aye hassling me
Each time that I go out
They ask me if I've seen him
And if he's been about
I say, "Mind your own business
And just leave me alone
You shower of holy gibbons
Have ye no fathers of your own?"
On RTE last Friday night
A man came on to say
"Please give us information
About the IRA"
He showed a Provo unit
As clear as clear could be
And I know one was me daddy
'Cause he stopped and waved at me!
My da, he's got me worried
I think he's going soft
There's half a tonne of fertiliser
Stored up in our loft
"You gonna be a farmer, da?"
I asked him just for fun
He says, "Don't be an eejit
Pass the coffee grinder, son"
At Christmas time it's lonely
When Daddy's not around
The police are watching everywhere
They've even tapped our phones
Last Christmas Eve they staked out
Our windows and our doors
Then climbing down the chimney
Came a Provo Santa Claus
My Daddy's up in Long Kesh now
To me it's just a drive
I'll say a special prayer for him
When I go to bed tonight
Today it was his birthday
I sent him up a cake
There's Semtex in the candles
He'll be out before I wake!