Scramine! from IRISH DREAM by Rocky Sullivan, Psy.D.

I’ve been poor for most my life,
My land is plagued by a new blight,
My people wrongly been defined by alcohol and fights.

Don’t you wanna go away?
Don’t you wanna go away?
Don’t you wanna go away?
Don’t you wanna scram?

I’m not one to run and hide,
For a thousand years, we’ve been denied,
It’s culturally negligent genocide,
A million died.

Don’t you wanna go away?
Don’t you wanna go away?
Don’t you wanna go away?

Don’t you wanna scram?
Don’t you wanna hide?
Don’t you wanna immigrate tonight?
I don’t wanna run,
But I don’t wanna die,
Don’t you wanna find a better life?
Potatoes turned to shit,
We haven’t got much time,
Don’t you wanna immigrate tonight?
The British let us die.

Everything you do is to make us impoverished,
Everything you said left us for dead,
Everywhere you go is a disaster,
And I’m not listening to you.

Don’t you wanna go away?
Don’t you wanna go away?
Don’t you wanna go away?
Don’t you wanna go away?

Don’t you wanna scram?
Don’t you wanna hide?
Don’t you wanna immigrate tonight?
Don’t you wanna run?
Don’t you wanna die?
Don’t you wanna scram?

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