| Miscellaneous
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| the helicopter song
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| Up like a bird and high over the city
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| «Three men are missing» I heard the warder cry
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| «Sure it must have been a bird that flew into the prison
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| Or one of those new Ministers» said the warder from Mountjoy
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| Early one evening as the branchmen they were sleeping
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| A little helicopter flew in from the sky
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| Down into the yard where some prisoners were walking
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| «Get ready for inspection» said the warder in the ´Joy
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| Down in the yard through the pushing and the shoving
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| Three of the prisoners they climbed upon the bird
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| And up and away they went into the grey skies
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| «I think someone escaped» said the warder in the ´Joy
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| Over in the Dail they were drinking gin and brandy
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| The Minister for Justice was soaking up the sun
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| Then came this little message that some prisoners were escaping
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| «I think it´s three of the Provos» said the warder in the ´Joy
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| «Search every hole search every nook and cranny
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| Let no man rest until these men are found,
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| For this cannot happen to a law and order government.»
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| «I think you´ll never find them said the warder in Mountjoy» |