It's a football match, When we pass the hat it's a break from the day to day, We're the chosen few, but support And you can march on our chosen way. Simplify, O simplify, it's easier to say One side is good and another is bad when the facts are far way Chorus: We're fighting for the one true cause, It's all that we have known, All we say is there's one true way, And that way is our own, me boys, And that way is our own. We're aided and abetted by the bogeymen And the politicians too Gas on the fire makes the flames burn higher And all our dreams come true Sharon recruits for the Hezbollah and Omagh for the Prods Atavism lives and it rules the day And we worship ancient gods. History is a lovely word, it's power in disguise, Handled well, we can hide the smell When the smoke gets in your eyes We'll raise a glass up to the past and toast to auld lang syne, And power to the one true cause, which means to me and mine. If I have Right upon my side and my rationale is sound It might not matter all that much if you're six feet underground. It might not matter what side I'm on or if what I say is true One thing is for bloody sure, it's the other side from you.