Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Green Card, artist - The Prodigals. Date of issue: 31.12.1998
Song language: English
Green Card |
| Manhattan you’re so beautiful in your winter’s twilight sky |
| Your streets are full and buzzing, yeah it’s Christmas time again |
| I’m looking out my window on the 27th floor |
| My view’s a hundred taxis, I’m stuck here once again |
| Ireland how I miss you at old Christmas time |
| When the lads are coming home from the corners of the world |
| Talling stories of their travels as they knock the Guiness down |
| I’d really like to see you all, haven’t got the bloody card |
| Ireland how I miss you, once again this year |
| From a subway car to an uptown bar, have a happy new year |
| You can get anything you want here, well if you’re in the know |
| From pickle-flavored gumballs to a thousand hand grenades |
| But if you want a green card well you’d better think again |
| 'Cause the bureaucratic bullshit makes you want to shoot the lot |
| Pom pom pom! |
| Ireland how I miss you, once again this year |
| From a taxi cab going down fifth ave |
| Hope the summer’s good this year |
| I’ve called a hundred lawyers, politicians just a few |
| But the answer that they give me always seems to be the same |
| «If you want a green card, better find yourself a wife |
| I’m sorry son, you’re stuck here, better try again next year» |
| Ireland how I miss you, once again this year |
| So I’ll raise my glass and I’ll take a chance |
| And I’ll see you all next year |