[Chorus]
So go on home, British soldiers, go on home, (Fuck off home!)
Have you got no fucking homes of your own? (Fuck you!)
For eight hundred years, well, we've fought you without fears,
And we will fight you for eight hundred more.

[Verse]
Well if you stay, British soldiers, if you stay,
Well you'll never ever beat the IRA,
Because our fourteen men in Derry are the last that you will bury,
So take a hint, oh, and leave us right away.

[Chorus]
So go on home, British soldiers, go on home, (Fuck off home!)
Have you got no fucking homes of your own? (Fuck you!)
For eight hundred years, well, we've fought you without fears,
And we will fight you for eight hundred more.

[Verse]
Well we're not English, we're not Saxon, we're not British, (Thank fuck we're not!)
Cause we're Irish and proud we are to be,
So fuck your Union Jack, well, we want our country back,
And we want to see old Ireland free once more.

[Chorus]
So go on home, British soldiers, go on home, (Fuck off home!)
Have you got no fucking homes of your own? (Fuck you!)
For eight hundred years, well, we've fought you without fears,
And we will fight you for eight hundred more.

[Verse]
Well we'll fight them British soldiers for the cause,
And we'll never bow to their soldiers because,
Throughout our history, we were born to be free,
So get out, you British bastards, leave us be.

[Chorus]
So go on home, British soldiers, go on home, (Fuck off home!)
Have you got no fucking homes of your own? (Fuck you!)
For eight hundred years, well, we've fought you without fears,
And we will fight you for eight hundred more.

[Chorus]
Yes go on home, British soldiers, go on home, (Fuck off home!)
Have you got no fucking homes of your own? (Fuck you!)
For eight hundred years, well, we've fought you without fears,
And we will fight you for eight hundred more.