Time To Go
The Tossers Lyrics


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Well we altered the face of our city, yes we've often burned it down
Is our union what we hoped for when our children hit the ground
It's simply government and British soldiers out not
who governs or unity now
Or do you complain of what could happen if your favor isn't found
It's not as plain as colonial rule no more so we've grown up with the times
But it's as plain as coexistance not making something that binds
Yes catholics were incriminated, tortured and opressed
But we've agreed to talk now and we don't need bullet proof vests

So give it up, it's time to go
There'll be better jobs for us if we let it go
So give it up, it's time to go
Nobody wants to subsidise an economy that can't stand
We kick our legs out from underneath us every time we raise a hand

Well Good Friday every fucking where is burning in my mind
But no accord can help the junkies with their kneecaps left behind
There's no desired governance or subsidation left in toil
Hell, they don't even want us now fed up with our turmoil
True rebels never grow out of the hateful adolescent phase
For to perpetuate rebellion you need blind incessant
commitment through the maze
We've concluded and refused to learn to assess or scrutinise
A non functioning mind is clinically dead when your mind's made up it dies

It's not the mastery of earth or wealth or leisure that is your contention
But the privilege of taxable servitude you contend against you laymen
Behave like fucking children every day on Downing Street
Who can't concede to play along or even just to meet
No this isn't a bold statement, ya wanna know how I know
Whoever's celebrated a victory's always said I told ya so




So look me in the fucking face when you point the barrel down
No I don't need a prayer for me, just put the hammer down

Overall Meaning

The Tossers' song Time to Go is a powerful commentary on the history and current state of Ireland, particularly regarding the conflict between Catholics and Protestants. The lyrics delve into the complexities of the situation, questioning whether the union between Ireland and Britain was worth it, and weighing the benefits of continued rebellion and resistance against the costs of violence and economic instability. The first verse acknowledges the history of violence in the region, noting that while it used to be easy to blame colonial rule, the situation has become more nuanced over time. The second verse delves into the current state of affairs, criticizing both sides for their stubbornness and unwillingness to compromise. The chorus encourages everyone to give up the fight and move on, focusing on building a better future rather than holding on to the past.


Overall, the song portrays a deep sense of frustration and disillusionment with the conflict in Ireland, as well as a desire for unity and progress. The lyrics are poignant and thought-provoking, inviting listeners to reflect on the complex issues at the heart of the issue.


Line by Line Meaning

Well we altered the face of our city, yes we've often burned it down
We have made significant changes to our city, even if it meant causing destruction through violent acts.


Is our union what we hoped for when our children hit the ground
We may not have achieved the kind of unity we wanted for our future generations.


It's simply government and British soldiers out not who governs or unity now
The government and British soldiers are no longer the sole authorities who control and unify us.


Or do you complain of what could happen if your favor isn't found
Are you worried about the potential consequences of not getting what you want?


It's not as plain as colonial rule no more so we've grown up with the times
Our situation is not as simple as colonial rule anymore, and we have adapted to changing circumstances.


But it's as plain as coexistance not making something that binds
We need to focus on peaceful coexistence and not force ourselves to form a union.


Yes catholics were incriminated, tortured and opressed
The Catholic community has been unfairly treated in the past, subjected to pain and suffering.


But we've agreed to talk now and we don't need bullet proof vests
Nevertheless, we have come to a point where we can have discussions without fear of violence.


So give it up, it's time to go There'll be better jobs for us if we let it go
It's time to move on and let go of our demands, as it will lead to better job opportunities for us.


So give it up, it's time to go Nobody wants to subsidise an economy that can't stand We kick our legs out from underneath us every time we raise a hand
It's time to stop demanding economic aid for an unstable economy, lest we sabotage ourselves further by making rash decisions.


Well Good Friday every fucking where is burning in my mind But no accord can help the junkies with their kneecaps left behind
The event of Good Friday is still fresh in my thoughts, but signing agreements won't help the drug addicts who have been victimized.


There's no desired governance or subsidation left in toil Hell, they don't even want us now fed up with our turmoil
No one wants to govern or compensate us given the chaos we are causing.


True rebels never grow out of the hateful adolescent phase For to perpetuate rebellion you need blind incessant commitment through the maze
Rebels are often stuck in an immature, hateful mindset because they need to be blindly and persistently committed to their cause.


We've concluded and refused to learn to assess or scrutinise A non functioning mind is clinically dead when your mind's made up it dies
We have made up our minds and refuse to assess or scrutinize our own thinking, which is akin to having a non-functioning mind that is on its death bed.


It's not the mastery of earth or wealth or leisure that is your contention But the privilege of taxable servitude you contend against you laymen
Our grievance is not about obtaining power or wealth, but rather about resisting the idea of being taxed as mere laborers.


Behave like fucking children every day on Downing Street Who can't concede to play along or even just to meet
Those in power act like immature children, refusing to cooperate or even meet with us.


No this isn't a bold statement, ya wanna know how I know Whoever's celebrated a victory's always said I told ya so
My statement is not groundbreaking - it's just that winners tend to gloat and say 'I told you so.'


So look me in the fucking face when you point the barrel down No I don't need a prayer for me, just put the hammer down
If you want to shoot me, at least have the decency to face me; I don't want a prayer, I just want you to make it quick.




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