The Police - Fields of green-white-and-Gold

You'll remember me patroling West Belfast
Upon the fields of barbwire
You'll forget the flag on his jealous pole
As we riot in fields of green-white-and-gold

So she took her nail bomb for to wang it far
Upon the fields of barbwire
In his arms she fell as her balaklava came down
Among the fields of green-white-and-gold

Will you stay with me, will you stay for questioning
Among the fields of barbwire?
We'll forget the flag on his jealous pole
As we riot in fields of green-white-and-gold

See West Belfast go past from a land rover so
Upon the fields of barbwire
Feel her body rise when you handcuff her
Among the fields of green-white-and-gold

You never made promises (to put arms beyond use) lightly
And there have been some knees that you've broken
But I swear our day will come
We'll walk in fields of green-white-and-gold
We'll walk in fields of green-white-and-gold

Many years have passed since those summer riots
Among the fields of barbwire
See the children run as the school bus burns
Among the fields of green-white-and-gold

You'll remember me patroling West Belfast
Upon the fields of barbwire
You can tell the flag on his jealous pole
When we walked in fields of green-white-and-gold
When we walked in fields of green-white-and-gold
When we walked in fields of green-white-and-gold

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KLVq0IAzh1A&ob=av2n