The Teddy Bears Head

Here’s up the rebels
Get back our teddy’s head
Her face and tail are all her own
But her brains are foreign led

On the outskirts of Europe
In Atlantic so dear
There’s a country called old Ireland
That looks like a teddy bear
It’s an island that’s split in two
With the border in her head
Her face and tail are all her own
But her brains are foreign led

So it’s here’s up the rebels
Get back our teddy’s head
Her face and tail are all her own
But her brains are foreign led

Her face is o’er in Donegal
Her brains are in Belfast
Her arms outstretched in Galway
For her friends that do go past
Her hair is on the north coast
In Derry, Antrim, Down
I’m sure this head would be better off
Without the bloody crown

So it’s here’s up the rebels
Get back our teddy’s head
Her face and tail are all her own
But her brains are foreign led

Her backbone’s on the east coast
From Dublin to Dundalk
Her legs and feet in Kerry
They have shoes that never walked
Her backside’s in Cork to Wexford
Her heart is in Midlands
We’re facing towards America
With our arse to England

So it’s here’s up the rebels
Get back our teddy’s head
Her face and tail are all her own
But her brains are foreign led

So listen proud Britannia
To what I say to you
Would you like it if your head was owned
By someone quite untrue
And they planted foreign fleas
To mix in with your breed
Before another year has passed
You’d never know your creed

So it’s here’s up the rebels
Get back our teddy’s head
Her face and tail are all her own
But her brains are foreign led

On the outskirts of Europe
In Atlantic so dear
There’s a country called old Ireland
That looks like a teddy bear
It’s an island that’s split in two
With the border in her head
Her face and tail are all her own
But her brains are foreign led

So it’s here’s up the rebels
Get back our teddy’s head
Her face and tail are all her own
But her brains are foreign led