Kneecap: SMUGGLERS & SCHOLARS

Mhúscail sibh an fáthach, ní duine maslach mé, but I’m past that.
Ár n-athair atá lán de agro, focan fág na cunts mar creatlach.

Níl mé ach ag magadh.
Get me back on the leash, madadh,
Embarrassed the police, the magistrates the prosecution agus an Bhreitheamh.

I’ll never learn my lesson. I’ll Always be government’s obsession.
Talk of the town when I’m walking around tá do mháthair gafa liom freisin.

Calling mé sceimhleitheoir, never heard that said before.
Buíochas le dia gur luaigh sibh sin liom. I’d mostly been lying in bed before.

Smugglers and scholars
Getting guns with American dollars
Did it before do it again no bother
Don’t need ur help with internal matters x 2

Níl faic a dhéanann muidinne nios fearr
Scrios ar an rialtas ó bun go barr
ar fad in sa stair Éirí amach gach glúin
Ní luíonn muid sios ró éasca, ciúin
So Let me bring it all back to the start
In sa cheantar seo you gonna go far
Má léirionn tú meas do na daoine ar fad
A tháinig romhat agus a d’imigh tríd slad
A mhair tríd an ifreann thanks be to god
Coz na sé chontae was an awful slog


Is muid an drúcht geal ceo ag cuir i gcuimhne dó
Go n-éirionn an fhuiseog beo in sa cheol
ÉIst is gan dabht
Bhí muid fágtha le cnoc an anfa
Thit se anuas and nai we’re laughin
got it all nai and we started with nathin

Smugglers and scholars
Getting guns with American dollars
Did it before do it again no bother
Don’t need ur help with internal matters x 2





Soilse gorma sa tsráid
Cuirfidh muid glaoch ar na bais
iad siúd atá i gceannas no lies
anois tá teannas outside
But the neighbours are wise
Staying put cause they’re not no spies

Ingearán thuas it’s now doing laps
Thart anseo níl trust do na cops
Now all the boys in black at the shops
With petrol bombs and their favourite rocks

Is breá liom mo phobail, still keep my head down, suas le mo chochall.
Siúil taobh sráide, movements subtle.
Man of a few words. Cúplá focal.

Ya think it’s all poetry and clovers.
When It’s raincoats and police land rovers.
Salt of the earth, looking over their shoulder.
Someone shot in turf, chopper hovering over.

Fenian gluaiseacht, coinnigh gach rud druidte seachas cluasa, joyriders déanamh scrios ar ghluaisteáin. Ceantar thuas seal, thíos seal.

It’s not catchphrase, don’t say what ya see.
Splinter groups ag an doras san oích,
They won’t need warrant they won’t need keys.
They’ve got an appointment with your son’s knees.

Smugglers and scholars
Getting guns with American dollars
Did it before do it again no bother
Don’t need ur help with internal matters x 2