I found another copy of the lyrics here: http://www.dannymorrison.com/forum/showthread.php?s=7c23f2a410694fcca1d70844a130a558&t=614

On the basis of that text, I can suggest a few corrections to GUEST's text above:

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In Sackville Street, the curfew drove the restless out of sight.
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They went in stony silence. Such a price to have to pay!
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With their pride pinned to their gabardines and thoughts upon their friends.
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Along the Falls Road, soldiers push their glasses left and right,
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It depends whose vote you're trying to catch, whose face you're trying to save.
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