How many Irish songs can you spot?

My Four green fields of athenry I got planning permission for
With stacks of euros and crates of whiskey in the jar
Sacked my merry ploughboy gonna be a developer
Don’t forget your shovel to dig  the hills of connemara
Molly Malone sells the Dublin big issue barely alive a live oh
The cement poisoned her well below the valley-O
Like Sean South our garryowing is steep
God saved Ireland but the bankers spent the heap
Lanigans ball turned all black tie and 200 euros for a beer
Raglan Road flats rent for 180k per year
Cos they sold gambling with people’s cash as a patriot game
And they’ll take your home away Kathleen to our shame
Cos they pawned The auld orange flute and The old triangle
Too noisy for the new apartment dwellers on the royal canal
 
Send bankers home to their auld ones confess what they'd done
But there’ll be no pardon to their prodigal son
We'll release the hounds of cuchulain to chase em over
Soon they'll know we call them the wild rovers

So play the harp that once through tara’s halls laments
And pass the broad black brimmer round for cents

Oh where is our Larkin our Dan Breen
Who will bury the guilty under Fiddlers Green
Oh where is our Casement our Connolly to lead
A Nation Once Again if the eurobanks agree