Paddy Public Enemy No. 1 Songtext
von Shane MacGowan and the Popes
Paddy Public Enemy No. 1 Songtext
The chasing girls was easy and drinking beer was fun
And he went out one day and bought himself a gun
He shot a couple of coppers, and he joined the IRA
And the papers called him Paddy Public Enemy Number One
The Coppers in the north they couldn′t catch him
The British army they just couldn't touch him
He shot a couple of coppers, and he joined the IRA
And the papers called him Paddy Public Enemy Number One
One day the knock came at the door, they hauled him away
The IRA they kicked him out when he was still in jail
When he got outta jail he shouted up the IRA
And the papers called him Paddy Public Enemy Number One
The coppers in the North they couldn′t catch him
The British army they just couldn't touch him
When he got out of jail he shouted up the IRA
And the papers called him Paddy Public Enemy Number One
The factions all were fighting their deadly power game
He said fuck them all and left the INLA
Wherever there was trouble, there was Paddy and his gun
And the papers called him Paddy Public Enemy Number One
The coppers in the North they couldn't catch him
The British army they just couldn′t touch him
When he got out of jail he shouted up the IRA
And the papers called him Paddy Public Enemy Number One
One day he tired of it all and hung away his gun
But when he hung away his gun he became the hunted one
He went into a phone box to make a local call
They shot him in the phone box, splashin′ blood upon the wall
The coppers in the North they couldn't catch him
The British army they just couldn′t touch him
But when he hung away his gun he became the hunted one
And now does he end up Paddy Public Enemy Number One
And now does he end up Paddy Public Enemy Number One
And now does he end up Paddy Public Enemy Number One
And now does he end up Paddy Public Enemy Number One, wow!
And he went out one day and bought himself a gun
He shot a couple of coppers, and he joined the IRA
And the papers called him Paddy Public Enemy Number One
The Coppers in the north they couldn′t catch him
The British army they just couldn't touch him
He shot a couple of coppers, and he joined the IRA
And the papers called him Paddy Public Enemy Number One
One day the knock came at the door, they hauled him away
The IRA they kicked him out when he was still in jail
When he got outta jail he shouted up the IRA
And the papers called him Paddy Public Enemy Number One
The coppers in the North they couldn′t catch him
The British army they just couldn't touch him
When he got out of jail he shouted up the IRA
And the papers called him Paddy Public Enemy Number One
The factions all were fighting their deadly power game
He said fuck them all and left the INLA
Wherever there was trouble, there was Paddy and his gun
And the papers called him Paddy Public Enemy Number One
The coppers in the North they couldn't catch him
The British army they just couldn′t touch him
When he got out of jail he shouted up the IRA
And the papers called him Paddy Public Enemy Number One
One day he tired of it all and hung away his gun
But when he hung away his gun he became the hunted one
He went into a phone box to make a local call
They shot him in the phone box, splashin′ blood upon the wall
The coppers in the North they couldn't catch him
The British army they just couldn′t touch him
But when he hung away his gun he became the hunted one
And now does he end up Paddy Public Enemy Number One
And now does he end up Paddy Public Enemy Number One
And now does he end up Paddy Public Enemy Number One
And now does he end up Paddy Public Enemy Number One, wow!
Writer(s): Shane Patrick Lysaght Mac-gowan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com