Francis Dunnery Just A Man
I met this girl in town, We started hangin` out, She took me home to meet her mom.
And I thought I was cute in my new shoes and my suit, But the old girl didn`t give a damn.
No matter how she tried, the old girl couldn`t hide, The dissaproval in her voice.
She took me in the kitchen, said she needed answers, Before that she could make her choice.
Are you Irish, Are you Catholic, Are you Jewish, Are you Clan? Are you Pro-Choice, Are you Baptist, And I said, I ain`t anything, I`m just a Man! I went for a job I was over-qualified, I made a point of combing my hair.
And everything was cool `till they gave me a pen, And I had to fill a questionaire.
And I filled out my name, my address and my ZIP, And I tried to write no words to offend.
But they were only with him to see what I would answer, To the questions they`d tagged on the end.
Are you Irish, Are you Catholic, Are you Jewish, Are you Clan? Are you Pro-Choice, Are you Baptist, And I said, I ain`t anything, I`m just a Man! And I refuse to stoop so low when I feel so a part of you all, Cos I know you`re all good souls underneath the Beer
And if I`m good enogh for my God, And I`m good enough for me, Then why crucify me with a label, of someone and something I was never meant to be! Driving down the street, Under the speed limit, When I heard a siren ring through the air.
I pulled into the side and surrendered my licence, And he radioed to see if I was clear.
And everything was fine, He was a real nice guy, He was just about to let me go free.
I was almost gonna drive when his radio came alive, His Seargent had more questions for me! Are you Irish, Are you Catholic, Are you Jewish, Are you Clan? Are you Pro-Choice, Are you Baptist, And I said, I ain`t anything, Mutha f..cker! I`m just a Man! Hey Hey! I`m just a Man! Hey Hey! I`m just a Man! Hey Hey! I`m just a Man!
