Chumbawamba - Irish Joke lyrics

'Have you heard the one about the Irishman?'

Sick and tired of Irish jokes

He said farewell to all his folks (bye bye)

Left his home to have some fun

Packed his clothes and a gatling gun

Secretly, with ill intent

Into the House of Parliament

Where politicians sit and croak (hear hear)

Inventing all those racist jokes

He pulls the gun out from his coat

And loudly shouts out 'Here's my vote!'

'Have you heard the one about the Irishman?'

'...he had the last laugh.'