The Crusades: an ongoing psychological disorder?

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In a place called Gibraltar, well known as the rock,
Three I.R.A scumbags were counting their stock,
When along came some soldiers, they are Britains best,
And they're known the whole world over as the proud S.A.S.

And the I.R.A, were blown away,
Three corpses were left in Gibraltar that day.

Well Dublin she was angry, And so was the Doyle,
For the bomb in Gibraltar the soldiers did foil,
For they planned to murder and leave many for dead,
But the brave S.A.S put their gun to their head.

And the I.R.A, were blown away,
Three corpses were left in Gibraltar that day.