Green Card lyrics

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.
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