Up like a bird and high over the city

"Three men are missing" I heard the warder cry

"Sure it must have been a bird that flew into the prison

Or one of those new Ministers" said the warder from Mountjoy



Early one evening as the branchmen they were sleeping

A little helicopter flew in from the sky

Down into the yard where some prisoners were walking

"Get ready for inspection" said the warder in the Joy



Down in the yard through the pushing and the shoving

Three of the prisoners they climbed upon the bird

And up and away they went into the grey skies

"I think someone escaped" said the warder in the Joy



Over in the Dail they were drinking gin and brandy

The Minister for Justice was soaking up the sun

Then came this little message that some prisoners were escaping

"I think its three of the Provos" said the warder in the Joy



"Search every hole search every nook and cranny

Let no man rest until these men are found,

For this cannot happen to a law and order government."

"I think youll never find them said the warder in Mountjoy"