I often wonder where they would have been If we hadn t have taken them in Fed them and washed them Thousands in Glasgow alone From Ireland they came Brought us nothing but trouble and shame Well the famine is over Why don t they go home Now Athenry Mike was a thief And Large John he was fully briefed And that wee traitor from Castlemilk Turned his back on his own They ve all their Papists in Rome They have U2 and Bono Well the famine is over Why don t they go home Now they raped and fondled their kids That s what those perverts from the darkside did And they swept it under the carpet and Large John he hid Their evils seeds have been sown Cause they re not of our own Well the famine is over Why don t you go home Now Timmy don t take it from me Cause if you know your history You ve persecuted thousands of people In Ireland alone You turned on the lights Fuelled U boats by night That s how you repay us It s time to go home