Chumbawamba - Irish Joke lyrics

'have you heard the one about the irishman?' Sick and tired of irish jokes He said farewell to all his folks (bye bye) Left his home to have some fun Packed his clothes and a gatling gun Secretly, with ill intent Into the house of parliament Where politicians sit and croak (hear hear) Inventing all those racist jokes He pulls the gun out from his coat And loudly shouts out 'here's my vote!' 'have you heard the one about the irishman?' '...he had the last laugh.'