Irish Son — Brian McFadden

I was born in the heart of Dublin Back when being gay wasn't cool Made get on our knees every Sunday with the other fools

We were warped by the Christian Brothers In the cell blocks at our schools Get a handprint on your skin Before you break their rules

Go hit me now That I'm twice your size Brushed off the accusations And bowed before your lies

This is the city that raised me With the religion they gave me Now I'm old enough to know my own mind And it was leaving that saved me I seen so much that has changed me Just break with your past Feed your own mind This Irish son has moved with the times

Weddings deaths or baptizing children That's my debt paid to the church I don't need that kind of salvation When I get hurt

Don't fill my head with sermons And force me to believe

This is the city that raised me With the religion they gave me Now I'm old enough to know my own mind And it was leaving that saved me I seen so much that has changed me Just break with your past Feed your own mind Cos' this Irish son has moved with the times

Our father who art in heaven Come down here and make your presence known We can't do it on our own The lunatics let run the asylum How can we find peace inside your home When you can't trust your own

This is the city that raised me With the religion they gave me Now I'm old enough to know my own mind But it was leaving that saved me I've seen so much that has changed me So just break with your past Feed your own mind Cos' this Irish son has moved with the times Cos' this Irish son has moved with the times