"This Missile of the People" - The Bogside Doodle Bug

They came down the Bann in war ships,
Sailing out from Belfast town,
The R.U.C. and Specials,to put the riots down,
They flattened out like lemons,
And the ground they had to hug,
When there came a loud explosion
From the Bogside Doodle Bug.

CHORUS:
RUN BACK, RUN BACK,
WE'RE UNDER FIERCE ATTACK,
HOIST THE WHITE FLAG WILLIAM,
THE SERGEANT SADLY CRIED,
IT WAS THE BOGSIDE DOODLE BUG,
THE POOR MAN HE HAD SPIED.

Now this missile of the people
Was invented by a man,
Unemployed for fourteen years
When his good work he began,
Says he, it's no use begging
And for work we'll have to fight,
So I'll invent a weapon that will
Make the peelers sh-i-

CHORUS:

Now the doodle bug's a weapon
Quite easy for to make,
Just get yourself some petrol
And soap powder and some paint,
It's the pride of the bogside warrior,
The fear of the men in blue,
For when it hits the armoured car,
It sticks to the side like glue.

CHORUS:

Now the peelers used their batons
And the Specials used their guns,
They came roaring through the Bogside
Like the bloody German Huns,
They all ran back like cowards,
For they knew what lay in fate,
When the music of the Doodle Bug
Was heard at Butcher's Gate.

CHORUS:

Now to conclude this truthful story,
Look up to the sky at night,
You'll see an object passing by,
Going at the speed of light,
It's not a Lunar Module or Aladdin's magic rug,
It's the discrimination wiper-out,
The Bogside Doodle Bug.