Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Bullhead , by - The Rumjacks. Song from the album Hestia, in the genre ПанкRelease date: 11.03.2021
Record label: Australian Broadcasting
Song language: English
Bullhead |
| The scraps lay scattered on the floor |
| 70 days had been ignored |
| The people wake as a martyr goes to sleep |
| His figure frail of 7 stone |
| A fire fights beneath his bones |
| «I will not die after you bury me!» |
| If my will is the wind, then I will die willing and free! |
| If my will is the wind, then I will die willing and free! |
| A poet and a scholar of his day |
| Commandant of the Cork Brigade |
| His friends and foes revered him just the same |
| The crown then feared his influence |
| His threatening wit and intellect |
| So they locked him up in a Brixton prison cage |
| But no tank or gun, or brick or bullet or stone |
| Could turn a rebel mind on their own |
| Should my death do more than my release |
| Then let me die in chains |
| If it brings the enemy to his knees |
| It’s not who can inflict the most |
| But who can most endure |
| That in 100 years will see their children free |