Marching Season Siege
Damien Dempsey Lyrics


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Marching down my street
Right past my own church
You beat your drums of hate
Until your hands burst
And the route you take through my neighbourhood
Is a well planned route
Baying for some blood,
Woh some blood.

You could march down your own streets,
But that's now what you want
There's no point in that
You need someone to taunt
And the hate they feel
Is beaten into them
From their infancy,
Drummed and drummed again
Woh again

I have many friends, who come from your background
But they see through hate and their own voice they've
found
Every summertime, we are under siege
Every summertime, it's the marching season siege




Woh the siege, it's the marching season siege
Woh the siege, the siege, the siege, the siege

Overall Meaning

Damien Dempsey's "Marching Season Siege" is a commentary on the annual marching season in Northern Ireland, which takes place during the summer months. The song reflects the frustration and anger felt by many Catholics who feel under siege during this time. The lyrics describe the experience of having a sectarian parade - featuring loyalist bands and Orangemen - march through a Catholic neighbourhood, past a Catholic church, and the sense of triumphalism that can be felt as they "beat their drums of hate" and "bay for some blood". The singer laments the fact that the people taking part in the march seem to be motivated not by a desire to celebrate their own culture, but by a desire to intimidate and taunt their Catholic neighbours. The lines "You could march down your own streets / But that's not what you want / There's no point in that / You need someone to taunt" suggest that the marchers are not content to simply celebrate their identity in their own communities, but that they seek to assert their dominance over areas where they are not welcome.


The second verse of the song shifts focus slightly, offering a possible explanation for the deep-seated hatred that can be felt during the marching season. The singer suggests that the hatred is something that is "beaten into" people from birth - a reference to the idea that sectarianism is a learned behaviour, passed down from generation to generation. The fact that the song implies that some of the marchers may not be aware of the origins of their own beliefs is particularly poignant. The final verse of the song offers a glimmer of hope, however - the singer notes that he has friends who come from the same background as the marchers, but who have rejected hatred and bigotry. The last lines of the song, "Every summertime, it's the marching season siege / Woh the siege, it's the marching season siege", bring the song full circle, reminding the listener that this is an annual event that is not likely to go away any time soon.


Line by Line Meaning

Marching down my street
You are purposefully choosing to walk down the street that I call home, and it's not because you need to or have to, but rather to show dominance.


Right past my own church
It's a personal affront that you would walk by my place of worship while beating your drums and spewing hate.


You beat your drums of hate
Your beating of the drums is an audible representation of your hatred toward a group of people.


Until your hands burst
Your violent and aggressive beating of the drums is so intense that it causes you physical harm.


And the route you take through my neighbourhood
Your route through my area is calculated and strategic, not random or aimless.


Is a well planned route
Your route is not just a simple walk, but rather a predetermined path for your march.


Baying for some blood,
Your goal is not just to march and make noise, but also to incite violence and bloodshed.


Woh some blood.
You are expressing an intense desire for harm to come to others.


You could march down your own streets,
You have a choice in where you march, but you are purposely marching in a place where you are not welcome.


But that's now what you want
Your aim is not really to celebrate your heritage or culture, but rather to show disdain and contempt for others.


There's no point in that
There is no purpose or point in peacefully marching in your own neighborhood, because that wouldn't further your agenda.


You need someone to taunt
Your goal is to provoke and belittle others, rather than celebrate your own culture.


And the hate they feel
The hatred felt by the people you are targeting has been forced upon them from a young age.


Is beaten into them
The hate is repeatedly and forcefully instilled within them through various methods.


From their infancy,
This indoctrination begins from a very young age, before the child is even aware.


Drummed and drummed again
The message is repeatedly and loudly delivered, in a similar way to how you repeatedly beat your drums.


I have many friends, who come from your background
Despite the differences in our backgrounds, I can still connect and empathize with those who come from your cultural identity.


But they see through hate and their own voice they've found
My friends from your background have rejected the cycle of hate that they were born into, and have found their own voices in life.


Every summertime, we are under siege
Every year during the summertime, we feel threatened and under attack by your marches.


Every summertime, it's the marching season siege
Your yearly marches during the summer are oppressive and feel like a forced siege on our communities.


Woh the siege, it's the marching season siege
The siege caused by your marches is a real and painful experience every year.


Woh the siege, the siege, the siege, the siege
The repetition of the word 'siege' represents the ongoing and persistent nature of the oppression felt by those targeted by your marches.




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Written by: DAMIEN DEMPSEY

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Comments from YouTube:

Gabh Sail

This is a very excellent song.

Conor O'Brien

Fantastic song!

t4texas

Brilliant!!! Just great!!

screamin' yoshi

March down your own street ! pure class DAMO DAMO

SeekTruthMedia

"You can march down you're own street but thats not what you want/ beat your downs of hate" All Orangemen in the north of Éire should LISTEN to this.

el reggie inald

have had to endure their marches...gracias damo

shamrock shore Dublin

belter of a choooone

Shady O' Shay

Continue de violence

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