Mount Street Bridge

When I was a young lad I worked as a postal boy In a slick navy outfit, I cycled all day and night Now I'm a young man, it's time for a new plan I've a pressed shirt on my back Polished boots so shiny and black A beret to match them Trousers that taper at the hem Now I'm a young man It's time to roll back my shoulders And be a good honest soldier Three months and counting I've been stationed in Nottingham Tomorrow we set sail With a battallion from Tottenham For Kingstown Harbour For a one-day operation An army of rebels Cease their illegal occupation Down by the schoolhouse At the corner of Mount Street Bridge The crack of a bullet Echoes from the Surgeon's College And here by the canal A silence descends like death Little do some know They're about to draw their final breath Officer Rigby Screams for a forward march For a well drilled army A handful of firebrands can be no match But if there's a God in the Heavens He'll protect me and my friends For we've been good Christians Hard-working Britons And when the day is done My time will come But not yet for I've so much to do Fall in love, settle down Start a family Watch them grow up to be like me Or their beautiful mother Or a mix of both I don't mind once their healthy I'll keep them safe Just let me get past this bridge I don't want to be here I'm crippled with fear I'm frozen and frightened And the deafening silence The silence is killing me