Rebel Songbook P-R
Plastic Bullets
Paddy Public Enemy No.1
Padraic Pearse
Páid O'Donoghue
Pat O'Donnell
Patriot Game,The
Patsy O'Hara
Pearse Jordan
Peatbog Soldiers,The
Peeler And The Goat,The
People's Own M.P,The
Pick Up Your Rifle
Plastic Bullets
Prisoner's Anthem,The
Protestant Men
Provo Birdie
Provos Lullaby,The
Rambler From Clare
Rebel Heart
Rebel's Sermon,The
Recruiting Seargant,The
Reverend Doctor,The
Reverend Willie McCrae
Rifles Of The I.R.A.
Right Will Conquer Might
Rising Of The Moon
Rock On Rockall
Roddy McCorley
Roddy McCorley
Roddy McCorley
Roll Of Honour
Rory O'More
Rubber Bullets

Plastic Bullets



On Belfast streets I've heard it said,

They're shooting little children dead,

Taking lives hardly begun,

With plastic bullets in their guns.



We won't be kept down easily,

We will not be still,

We won't be kept down easily,

After all you maim and kill.


Young Carolan just 12 years of age,

Shot down by brits in bloody rage,

Wee Julie Livingston as well,

Fell stricken from their plastic hell.


They tried to drag us from our streets,

By taking lives so young and sweet,

Do they not know we'll not be beat,

Their violence is their own defeat.


They tried to make us tow their line,

By using every type of crime,

But freedom won't be terrorised,

Nor freedom's struggle prone to lives.