Jimmy Flannagan Lyrics

A scream wells up inside of Irene Flannagan.
She is related to me and lives an hour away.
Pretty soon we will say, "Hello", to little Jimmy
Flannagan,
Who may be a priest or murderer someday.

His parents will do their best for him,
Little Jimmy laughing before he talks.
Like I know this city will find a place for him,
He will walk where he wants to walk.

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Lucky little boy born with the snow white skin.
Lucky little boy from the minute that his lungs begin.
All over this world there are people waiting for him,
Lucky little boy born with the snow white skin.

It could take two hours to get a bus to the hospital. But no-one in North London is gonna question me.
How bored we look as police move along a black girl.
Oh! It's frightening how conditioned we can be.

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I still wonder how he'll fare,
Everyone here looks so scared.
Waiting for the doctor to turn their faces round.
Outside the rain it stops,
And you can hear the ticking of the clocks,
Little Jimmy screams and he looks well to me.

The coffee is too strong but soon we will celebrate.
I hear he's got his mothers' wicked tongue.
They say they are gonna bring him up in the
countryside,
For this place isn't nice for one so young.

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