IN THE YEAR 2001
by
James Young

Thanks to Peter (Ulsterman) for help with the translation and local knowledge.

It was Sammy McNally that done it,
He was never done swinging the lead.
And one bloody day as he swung it,
He hit me a blow on the head.
"Get up!" sez he, trying to lift me.
I never heard one word he said.
"Are y' deaf?" sez he, trying to shift me.
But I wasn't deaf... I was dead!
Of course, I went straight up to heaven,
It's three million miles past the sun.
I arrived at a quarter past seven,
In the year of 2001.
I seen a big lad in the hallway,
Sez I, "I'm just in from Belfast."
"Is that so?" sez he, "I am from Galway.
Sure, we've let an old Prod. in at last!"
I said I was happy to meet him,
And asked him what I should do.
"Come with me," sez he, "and I'll show you
We have a special department for you."
  I followed him down a long passage
Where it led to, your man wouldn't tell,
But my God, I soon got the message
When I saw a sign pointing to Hell!
"Aah" sez I, "for God's sake have pity!"
"It's all for your sins in the past.
And he led me right into the city...
A place, the dead spit of Belfast.
"Is thon Hell?" sez I quite astounded:
"It is so, indeed." sez your lad.
"If that's Hell," sez I, looking round now,
If that's Hell, it can't be too bad!"
But the whole thing was very provoking,
Here was a place I knew well.
Surely to God, they were joking,
Surely Belfast... wasn't Hell!
But there, God love it, before me
The big City Hall stood in state.
With a tri-colour flying above it
And two Civic Guards at the gate.
That was only the start of the torment
I soon was to learn all the facts.
The Pope was living in Stormont
And Paisley was cleaning the jacks.
The head of the great Orange Order
Had long ago given himself up
Lemass had abolished the border
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