[Verse]
Oh, the Empire, it is finished, no foreign lands to seize,
Now the greedy hands of England are reaching towards the seas,
Two hundred miles from Donegal, there's a place that's called Rockall,
And the greedy hands of Whitehall are reaching for its wall.

[Chorus]
So rock on Rockall, you'll never fall, to Britain's greedy hands,
Sure, you'll meet the same resistance as you did with Bobby Sands,
May the seagulls rise and pluck your eyes and the waters crush your shell,
And the natural gas will burn your ass and blow you all to hell.

[Verse]
Well the seas will not be silent while Britannia rules the waves,
But remember that the Irish will no longer be your slaves,
Ah, remember this Britannia well, sure, you rule the waves no more,
So keep your hands off Rockall, it's Irish to the core.

[Chorus]
So rock on Rockall, you'll never fall, to Britain's greedy hands,
Sure, you'll meet the same resistance as you did with Bobby Sands,
May the seagulls rise and pluck your eyes and the waters crush your shell,
And the natural gas will burn your ass and blow you all to hell.

[Chorus]
So rock on Rockall, you'll never fall, to Britain's greedy hands,
Sure, you'll meet the same resistance as you did with Bobby Sands,
May the seagulls rise and pluck your eyes and the waters crush your shell,
And the natural gas will burn your ass and blow you all to hell.

[Outro]
So rock on Rockall, you'll never fall,
Rock on Rockall, you'll never fall,
Rock on Rockall, you'll never fall,
Rock on Rockall, you'll never fall,
Rock on Rockall, you'll never fall.