Where ever it did fall, then he tossed a pebble across the sea
well, you rule the waves no more
where ever it did fall
You ll never fall to britain s greedy hands, oh rock on rockall
Or you ll meet the same resistance that you did in many lands, you ll never fall to britain s greedy hands, you ll never fall
And the natural gas will burn your ass and blow you all to hell, or you ll meet the same resistance that you did in many lands
you ll never fall to britain s greedy hands
may the seagulls rise and pluck your eyes and the water crush your shell
That fionn maccumhaill took a sod of grass and he threw it to the fore, and the natural gas will burn your ass and blow you all to hell, you ll never fall
Two hundred miles from donegal, cos it s written in folklore
well, you rule the waves no more
And the greedy eyes of england are looking towards the seas, you ll never fall
And the natural gas will burn your ass and blow you all to hell, or you ll meet the same resistance that you did in many lands Rockall, two hundred miles from donegal
oh rock on rockall
you ll never fall
You ll never fall to britain s greedy hands, the empire is finished no foreign lands to seize
Or you ll meet the same resistance that you did in many lands, cos it s written in folklore, oh rock on rockall
The empire is finished no foreign lands to seize, and the natural gas will burn your ass and blow you all to hell, and remember that the irish will no longer be your slaves
and the natural gas will burn your ass and blow you all to hell
and the natural gas will burn your ass and blow you all to hell