Yeah ... yeah
and let me tell you something,
i've had enough of irish-americans and having them beaten back into there country
in 20 or 30 years, come up to me and talk about the ressitence the revolution back home
and the glory of the revolution and the glory of dieing for the revolution
FUCK THE REVOLUTION !

They dont talk about the glory of killing for the revolution
What's the glory a taking a man from his bed and gunning him down in front of his wife and his children
Where's the glory in that...
Where's the glory in bombing a rememberance day parade of old-age pansioneurs
their metals takin out and polished for the day
Where's the glory in that...
to leave them dieing or cripple for life or dead
under the rebel of the revolution of the majoraty of the people in my country dont want

- U2 sunday bloody sunday

Need more friends with wings
All the angels I know
Put concrete in my veins
I’d always walk home alone
So I became lifeless
Just like my telephone

There’s nothing to lose
When no one knows your name
There’s nothing to gain
But the days don’t seem to change
There’s nothing to lose
My notebook will explain
There’s nothing to gain
And I can’t fight the pain

There’s nothing to lose
When no one knows your name
There’s nothing to gain
But the days don’t seem to change
There’s nothing to lose
When no one knows your name
There’s nothing to gain
And I just died today
 
- Billy Talent, Nothing to lose