Green Card — текст песни (The Prodigals)

Manhattan you`re so beautiful in your winter`s twilight sky
Your streets are full and buzzing, yeah it`s Christmas time again
I`m looking out my window on the 27th floor
My view`s a hundred taxis, I`m stuck here once again

Ireland how I miss you at old Christmas time
when the lads are coming home from the corners of the world
Talling stories of their travels as they knock the Guiness down
I`d really like to see you all, haven`t got the bloody card

Ireland how I miss you, once again this year
From a subway car to an uptown bar, have a happy new year

You can get anything you want here, well if you`re in the know
From pickle-flavored gumballs to a thousand hand grenades
But if you want a green card well you`d better think again
`Cause the bureaucratic bullshit makes you want to shoot the lot
pom pom pom!

Ireland how I miss you, once again this year
From a taxi cab going down fifth ave,
hope the summer`s good this year

I`ve called a hundred lawyers, politicians just a few
but the answer that they give me always seems to be the same
"If you want a green card, better find yourself a wife
I`m sorry son, you`re stuck here, better try again next year"

Ireland how I miss you, once again this year
So I`ll raise my glass and I`ll take a chance,
and I`ll see you all next year.