Last night the cops and Belfast council came
And they shut down our wee rave
And sure wasn’t it just as the music
Was makin’ me her slave
When fifty coppers came a crashin’ in
With faces long and grave
Last night the cops and Belfast council came
And shut down our wee rave.
They came in at three in the morning
Lit up by electric light
They said good evening ladies and gentlemen
We’re here to ruin your night
But not before my pretty girlfriend
Got the kitty outta sight
And a collective sigh went over the room
Like we’d all just stood in shite
Last night the cops and Belfast council came
And they shut down our wee rave
And sure wasn’t it just as the music
Was makin’ me her slave
When fifty coppers came a crashin’ in
With faces long and grave
Last night the cops and Belfast council came
And shut down our wee rave.
There were many there among us
That took this news quite bad
Their little joyous E’d up hearts
Now feelin’ rather sad
But we showed no animosity
To the filth in high-vis clad
And although our night had just been fucked
The scene made me aul heart glad.
Last night the cops and Belfast council came
And they shut down our wee rave
And sure wasn’t it just as the music
Was makin’ me her slave
When fifty coppers came a crashin’ in
With faces long and grave
Last night the cops and Belfast council came
And shut down our wee rave.
They threw us out into the night
The rain, the hail and snow
And with it being three o’clock in the morning
Without a place to go
And they might have got us this time
But in their wee dark hearts they know
That as soon as their backs are turned
Sh-sha shebeening we shall go.
Last night the cops and Belfast council came
And they shut down our wee rave
And sure wasn’t it just as the music
Was makin’ me her slave
When fifty coppers came a crashin’ in
With faces long and grave
Last night the cops and Belfast council came
And shut down our wee rave.
Last night the cops and Belfast council came
And they shut down our wee rave
And sure wasn’t it just as the music
Was makin’ me her slave
When fifty coppers came a crashin’ in
With faces long and grave
Last night the cunts from Belfast council came
And shut down our wee rave.
credits
from Smick Folk,
released June 3, 2021
Guitar and Vocals - Daniel Gregory
Produced - Chris Dickson
Song by - Daniel Gregory
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