Well My old mans a provo with a beret and a gun
I haven't seen him lately he's always on the run
he looks so really trendy With his shoes and DM boots
Far cooler than those other dads In ties and shirts and suits

The Brits and police all ask me Each time that I go out
They ask me if i've seen me dad and if he's been about
I say mind your own business Just leave me alone
You shower are only jealous You've no fathers of your own

Chorus

At Christmas time its lonely Me da is not at home
The police are watching everywhere They've even taped the phone
Last chrismas eve They staked out all our indows and our doors
Then climbing down our chimny Came a Provo Sant Claus

Chorus

Me da is up in Long Kesh To me its just not right
I say a special prayer for him When I go to bed at night
Today it was his birthday I sent him in a cake
With Semtex in the candles He'll be out before I wake

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