What lyrics are you listening to now? (pt2)

[Pickman's model]

I'll tell a tale of gallant men,
Who in the hills around Crossmaglen,
Became a living legend in their day.
Their daring deeds in freedom's fight,
Shone like a beacon in the night,
Where Harvey and McVerry showed the way.

A song can't bring them back again,
Or heal the wounds or sooth the pain,
A song can only keep alive their names,
Of gallant women and of men,
Their lives consumed in freedom's flame,
And we owe that much to Moley and to Burns.

A pall of smoke goes o'er the land,
As cruel fate had played it's hand,
The two Brendan's would have chose no other way,
They died the way they'd want to go,
In action 'gainst the British foe,
They lived and died to serve the IRA.

A song can't bring them back again,
Or heal the wounds or sooth the pain,
A song can only keep alive their names,
Of gallant women and of men,
Their lives consumed in freedom's flame,
And we owe that much to Moley and to Burns.

In Crossmaglen and Dromintee,
We keep alive their memory,
In Silverbridge they speak their names with pride,
And from Dorsey down to Keady town,
Through generations we'll pass on,
Their exploits and the cause for which they died.

A song can't bring them back again,
Or heal the wounds or sooth the pain,
A song can only keep alive their names,
Of gallant women and of men,
Their lives consumed in freedom's flame,
And we owe that much to Moley and to Burns.

We're a special kind of people here,
We breed defiance never fear,
And we'll still be here when the tide against England turns,
Oh for in our hearts we know we're right,
And we never will give up the fight,
We owe that much to Moley and to Burns.

A song can't bring them back again,
Or heal the wounds or sooth the pain,
A song can only keep alive their names,
Of gallant women and of men,
Their lives consumed in freedom's flame,
And we owe that much to Moley and to Burns.

We salute you Brendan Moley and Brendan Burns.

 

[Johnny Canuck3]

I am the passenger
And I ride and I ride
I ride through the citys backside
I see the stars
come out of the sky
Yeah, theyre bright in a hollow sky
You know it looks so good tonight
I am the passenger
I stay under glass
I look through my window so bright
I see the stars
come out tonight
I see the bright and hollow sky
Over the citys a rip in the sky
And everything looks good tonight
Singin la la la la la-la-la la
La la la la la-la-la la
La la la la la-la-la la la-la
Get into the car
Well be the passenger
Well ride through the city tonight
See the citys ripped insides
Well see the bright and hollow sky
Well see the stars that shine so bright
The sky was made for us tonight
Oh the passenger
How how he rides
Oh the passenger
He rides and he rides
He looks through his window
What does he see?
He sees the bright and hollow sky
He see the stars come out tonight
He sees the citys ripped backsides
He sees the winding ocean drive
And everything was made for you and me
All of it was made for you and me
cause it just belongs to you and me
So lets take a ride and see whats mine
Singing...
Oh, the passenger
He rides and he rides
He sees things from under glass
He looks through his windows eye
He sees the things he knows are his
He sees the bright and hollow sky
He sees the city asleep at night
He sees the stars are out tonight
And all of it is yours and mine
And all of it is yours and mine
Oh, lets ride and ride and ride and ride...
Singing...

 

[Pickman's model]

manic depression

(ooh ooooh ooh ooh ooh)
(ooh ooooh ooh ooh ooh)
(ooh ooooh ooh ooh ooh)
(ooh ooooh ooh ooh ooh oooh)

i wake up every morning....
alarm clocks in my head
my heart's....beating again
you wouldn't really know it
i wish i woz dead
back in my bed !!

supermarket trolley
it ain't got much in it
the habit was formed from a very early age
very late parties
very, very late parties!
have a little drink... have a little go...
then you'll see what you can do boy give us a show
(ooh ooooh ooh ooh ooh)
(ooh ooooh ooh ooh ooh oooh)

sun rises up in the sky
night-time is on us my...my...my...
manic depressive
i get it every day
manic depression
tablets won't make it go away !!!!

manic depression
i get it every day
manic depression
tablets won't make it go away !!!!

the lock is on my door 24 hours a day
and people really get to me,
people really get to me, people
really get to me
they're driving me insane (insane)
you must be alright
you must be alright
you must be alright
alright... alright... alright ...???

no you don't know
no you don't know
no you don't know
no u don't know how it feels (how does it feel???)

living on the edge of time
it's alright, it's alright, it's alright

the moon rises in the sky
feel it pulling on my head. feel
it pulling on my head
feel it pulling on my head. feel
it pulling on my mind
pulling on my mind. all the time...
pulling on my head. pulling on my mind.
i can feel you drowning in a watery grave
i can feel you drowning in a watery grave.

manic depression. i get it every day
manic depression. tablets won't make it go away...

i paint a little picture. i drink a little wine.
i pull on one... i put on the other....

running for the station...
and then you're waiting for a train...
u gotta get to work. it's getting u insane...
you don't do it... someone else will
it's makin' me ill...
... i don't need it - i don't want
it... i don't need it - i don't
want it...
... i don't need it - i don't want
it... i don't need it - i don't
want it...
... i don't need it - i don't want
it... i don't want it - i don't
want it...
... i don't want it - i don't want it...

ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha .... high.
ha ha ha ha high.
ha ha hahahahaha high!
now i find myself lookin' at
all the stars and everything
is just fine.

work! workworkworkworkworkworkworkworkworkwork
work it on up work it on up work it
on up work it on up work
it on up work it on up work it on up
work it on up work it on up

alright.... alright.... a l r i g h t
.... alright.... alright
alright.... a l r i g h t.... alright

(ooh ooooh ooh ooh ooh)
(ooh ooooh ooh ooh ooh oooh)
manic depression... i get it every
day. manik depression...
tablets won't make it goooooooooooo a w a y.

think i'll take a walk in paradise park...
it.. gets real weird after dark
(manic depression... i get it every day....)
(manic depression.... tablets
won't make it go away)
she luvs me she loves me not.....she
luvs me she loves me not.....
love me... love me... love me...
love me... she love me... she
loves me not...
she loves me... she loves me not...

work it on up work it on up work
it on up work it on up
work it on up work it on up work
it on up work it on up
(ha ha ha manic)
(ha ha ha manic)

ha ha ha ha high hahaha high ooooo
oooooooooooooooooooooooooo sleep!

you wouldn't know, you really wouldn't know....
you wouldn't know, you really wouldn't know....
you wouldn't know, you really wouldn't know....
you wouldn't know, know, no, you really
wouldn't know, know, no....
no way
no way

whack it on up!
manic depression
manic depression
depression
depression
depression

 

[Belushi]

Marvin, he was a friend of mine
And he could sing a song
His heart in every line
Marvin sang of the joy and pain
He opened up our minds
And I still can hear him say
Aw talk to me so you can see
What's going on
Say you will sing your songs
Forevermore (evermore)

Gonna be some sweet sounds
Coming down on the nightshift
I bet you're singing proud
Oh I bet you'll pull a crowd
Gonna be a long night
It's gonna be all right
On the nightshift
Oh you found another home
I know you're not alone
On the nightshift

Jackie (Jackie), hey what'you doing now
It seems like yesterday
When we were working out
Jackie (Jackie, oh) you set
The world on fire
You came and gifted us
Your love it lifted us
Higher and higher
Keep it up and
We'll be there
At your side
Oh say you will sing
Your songs forevermore (evermore)

Gonna be some sweet sounds
Coming down on the nightshift
I bet you're singing proud
Oh I bet you'll pull a crowd
Gonna be a long night
It's gonna be all right
On the nightshift
Oh you found another home
I know you're not alone
On the nightshift

Gonna miss your sweet voice
That soulful voice
On the nightshift
We all remember you
Ooh the songs are coming through
At the end of a long day
It's gonna be okay
On the nightshift
You found another home
I know you're not alone
On the nightshift

 

[Johnny Canuck3]

Dear Christopher Frank White Wallace
Yeah it's your boy Kiss I just wanna holla
In your memory I keep the Coogi in my closet
Kangol on the rack, a fresh pair of Wallies
You know I'm still the liquor and the weed child
And still got Branson on speed dial
And everybody's the king now
You ain't gotta be nice gettin shot is the thing now
Mafia was doin there best they seperated
Now Roc and Gutta doin a stretch, uh, yeah
Kim is still in it to win it
I seen Money L awhile ago but I ain't heard from Cease in a minute
People in power is queer
I could go on for a year 'bout how it would be if you were still here
The game got cheaper, rappers is more commercially successful now
But the heart's alot weaker
You know me still got the flow that'll pop speakers
First option on offense the top feature
It's easy BIG all you need is a protool set
And I ain't touch the paper that I was supposed to yet
Everybody that's somebody show respect
Only a matter of time before they notice that
I'm an impecable lyricist
And with the right mechanics, I could take over be clear of this
They well aware of Kiss the light of the city
And I ain't on the label no more but I'm tighter with Diddy
I got my own plan handle mine like a grown man
Long as I know I'm nice, fuck it I'm my own fan
Remixed the joints you had
But, they could never ever duplicate your swag (Never)
Meanwhile I'm a keep it so on my lil' plans
And you might bump into a few of my lil' mans
Up there steppin with God
Down here Mister Cee in BK still reppin you hard
Tianna so pretty, CJ turned into a Lil' Biggie
Just a little lighter but so witty
On your born day, we get the highest
Groovy still the best with the garments, he keep me the flyest
Tonight, Patron is dead
Only right that I take a bottle of Bacardi Limo the head
And before I end it, I gotta say thanks
'Cause not only was your time well-spent, it was splendid (thanks)
...Miss you, my nigga
One Love (So we tried to hard to understand)

 

[Pickman's model]

In comes the captain's daughter, the captain of the Yeos,
Saying, "Brave United man, we'll ne'er again be foes.
A thousand pounds I'll give you, and fly from home with thee
And dress myself in man's attire, and fight for liberty!"
We are the boys of Wexford, who fought with heart and hand
To burst in twain the galling chain, and free our native land!

"I want no gold, my maiden fair, to fly from home with thee;
Your shining eyes will be my prize - more dear then gold to me.
I want no gold to nerve my arm to do a true man's part
To free my land I'd gladly give the red drops from my heart."
We are the boys of Wexford, who fought with heart and hand
To burst in twain the galling chain, and free our native land!

And when we left our cabins, boys, we left with right good will,
To see our friends and neighbours that were at Vinegar Hill!
A young man from our ranks, a cannon he let go;
He slapt it into Lord Mountjoy - a tyrant he laid low!
We are the boys of Wexford, who fought with heart and hand
To burst in twain the galling chain, and free our native land!

We bravely fought and conquered at Ross, and Wexford town;
And, if we failed to keep them, 'twas drink that brought us down.
We had no drink beside us on Tubberneering's day,
Depending on the long bright pike, and well it worked its way!
We are the boys of Wexford, who fought with heart and hand
To burst in twain the galling chain, and free our native land!

They came into the country our blood to waste and spill;
But let them weep for Wexford, and think of Oulart Hill!
'Twas drink that still betrayed us - of them we had no fear;
For every man could do his part like Forth and Shelmalier!
We are the boys of Wexford, who fought with heart and hand
To burst the twain the galling chain, and free our native land!

My curse upon all drinking! It made our hearts full sore:
For bravery won each battle, but drink lost ever more.
And if, for want of leaders, we lost at Vinegar Hill,
We're ready for another fight, and love our country still!
We are the boys of Wexford, who fought with heart and hand
To burst in twain the galling chain, and free our native land!

 

[Pickman's model]

Listen, listen, listen here's a song for Pearse and Nessan
Known as the Brixton Busters far and wide
Like a bolt right out of Heaven, they escaped from Brixton prison
The Provos they could not keep inside.

It happened on a Sunday, it became an 'on-the-run-day'
Both lads had been praying on their knees
Sure the warders thought it shockin when the gun came from the stocking
And the lads said, "Hand over the keys!".

[chorus]
Now they're movin, movin, movin, get those police dogs moving!
Get those doggies searching far and wide
It wasn't Semtex putty but a pistol in the gutty
That let the boys go outside for a ride.

Every branch man in the nation went crazy with frustration
They were ordered to quickly find the trail
When they lost them at the station, it cured their constipation!
No wonder they are still looking pale.

Now England learn your lesson, from lads like Pearse and Nessen
And the volunteers you hold in cells today
Though you beat them and mistreat them, you never will defeat them
They'll be back again to fight another day.

[chorus2]
Now they're movin, movin, movin, get those police dogs moving
Get those doggies searching far and wide
The Doctor's calculating the pension that is waiting
If he can't get those lads back inside.

Shut the gate! Shut the door! Don't let out anymore
Make sure there's nowhere they can hide
Searchig high, searching low, where the Hell did they go?
Provos they will not keep inside.

 

[Johnny Canuck3]

Now, your grandma's, and my grandma's,
sittin' by the fire
My grandma told your grandma,
"I'm gonna set your flag on fire."
Hey, now (hey now) Hey now, (hey now)
Iko-iko an dey (yeah)
Chakko mo fino, ah-nah-ney
Chakko mo fi-nah-ney
Now, your flag boy and my flag boy
Was sittin' by the fire
My flag boy told your flag boy
"I'm gonna set your flag on fire."
Hey, now (hey now) Hey now, (hey now)
Iko-iko an dey (yeah)
Chakko mo fino, ah-nah-ney
Chakko mo fi-nah-ney
(Hey, hey now)
Now, look at my king,
All dressed in red
Iko-Iko an-dey
I betcha' five dollars,
He'll kill ya dead
Chakko mo fi-nah-ney
Hey, now (hey now) Hey now, (hey now)
Iko-iko an dey (hey)
Chakko mo fino, ah-nah-ney
Chakko mo fi-nah-ney
IKO! (descending into general hilarity)


-Warren Zevon version.

 

[Belushi]

I never thought it would happen
With me and the girl from clapham
Out on a windy common
That night I aint forgotten
When she dealt out the rations
With some or other passions
I said you are a lady
Perhaps she said I may be
We moved into a basement
With thoughts of our engagement
We stayed in by the telly
Although the room was smelly
We spent our time just kissing
The railway arms were missing
But love had got us hooked up
And all our time it took up

I got a job with stanley
He said Id come in handy
And started me on monday
So I had a bath on sunday
I worked eleven hours
And bought the girl some flowers
She said shed seen a doctor
And nothing now could stop her

I worked all through the winter
The weather brass and bitter
I put away a tenner
Each week to make her better
And when the time was ready
We had to sell the telly
Late evenings by the fire
With little kicks inside her

This morning at 4:50
I took her rather nifty
Down to an incubator
Where thirty minutes later
She gave birth to a daughter
Within a year a walker
She looked just like her mother
If there could be another

And now shes two years older
Her mothers with a soldier
She left me when my drinking
Became a proper stinging
The devil came and took me
From bar to street to bookie
No more nights by the telly
No more nights nappies smelling

Alone here in the kitchen
I feel theres something missing
Id beg for some forgiveness
But beggings not my business
And she wont write a letter
Although I always tell her
And so its my assumption
Im really up the junction

 

[Upchuck]

Who's that gigolo on the street
With his hands in his pockets and his crocodile feet
Hanging off the curb, looking all disturbed
At the boys from home. They all came running
They were making noise, manhandling toys
That's the girls on the block with the nasty curls
Wearing padded bras sucking beers through straws
Dropping down their drawers, where did you get yours?

Gigolo, Huh, sukka?
Gigolo. Gigolo, Huh, sukka?

Who's looking good today?
Who's looking good in every way?
No style rookie
You better watch don't mess with me

No moneyman can win my love
It's sweetness that I'm thinking of.
We always hang in a Buffalo Stance
We do the dive every time we dance
I'll give you love baby not romance
I'll make a move nothing left to chance
So don't you get fresh with me

Get funky. Yeah Timmy.
Tell it like it is. Check out this DJ.

So you say you wanted money but you know it's never funny
When your shoes worn through and there's a rumble in your tummy
But you had to have style get a gold tooth smile
Put a girl on the corner so you can make a pile
Committed a crime and went inside
It was coming your way but you had to survive
When you lost your babe, you lost the race
Now you're looking at me to take her place.

Smokin.' Not cokin.' Get funky sax.
Looking good, hanging with the wild bunch.
Looking good in a Buffalo Stance.
Looking good when it comes to the crunch
Looking good's a state of mind
State of mind don't look behind you
State of mind or you'll be dead
State of mind may I remind you
Bomb the Bass...rock this place!
What is he like? What's he like anway?
Yo' man what do you expect the guy's a gigolo man
You know I mean?

Wind on my face, sound in my ears
Water from my eyes, and you on my mind
As I sink, diving down deep...deeper into your soul.

 

[tufty79]

I can't believe life's so complex
When I just wanna' sit here and watch you undress
This is love that I'm feeling
Does it have to be a life full of dread?
I wanna' chase you round the table, I wanna' touch your head
This is love that I'm feeling
I can't believe that the axis turns on suffering
When you taste so good
I can't believe that the axis turns on suffering
While my head burns
This is love that I'm feeling
Even in the summer, even in the spring
You can never get too much of a wonderful thing

You're the only story that I never told
You're my dirty little secret, wanna' keep you so
Come on out, come on over, help me forget
Keep the walls from falling on me, tumbling in
- This is love that I'm feeling

 

[tufty79]

I stared into the eyes
of the deep black coal
and I knew that it knew
what I did know I knew
My mother she was a whore
she was lost before I was born
My father I barely knew when he took me by the hand and told me

Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on
then he kicked away the chair

Black blue bruises on my hips
something smeared beneath my lips
a blister on my knee
and a ringing in my ears tells me

Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on
they're not coming back for you
hold on, hold on, hold on

hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on
I've got coal inside my pocket
Hold on
I've got coal inside my bed
Hold on
I've got coal inside my home
Hold on
I've got coal inside my head
Hold on

 

[tufty79]

mmmmmmmmmmmmm devastations...

My dark places are easy to find
just the scratch the surface of my worried mind.
Baby tell me something and please tell me true - now.
Whats a place like that doing in a girl like you?

Our blood is red
and our hearts are blue.
Lord send me an angel
I'll send her to you.
I know your lonesome
cause I feel that way too - now.
Whats a place like that doing in a girl like you?

Whats a place like that doing in a girl like you?
I miss your crooked smile and your eyes are blue
Whats a place like that doing in a girl like you?
I miss your crooked smile and your eyes...

I swear I'll find love in our hearts.
Won't keep us together.
Won't keep us apart.
Darling tell me lies
and make them all true - now.
Whats a place like that doing in a girl like you?

Whats a place like that doing in a girl like you?
I miss your crooked smile and your eyes are blue
Whats a place like that doing in a girl like you?
I miss your crooked smile and your eyes...

 

[tufty79]

One day we will wake up
wrapped in tender arms
make love in the morning
the veins, on dead leaves
will spell our names
lights of the sea, redeem all our crimes

all our previous crimes
all our previous crimes
oh I, I do not believe
believe in forgiveness, or setting suns
oh I, I could not conceive, your setting sun
there's no setting sun
there's no setting sun
there's no setting sun

I, want to live with you
I want you to stay
Stay with me, in my loving arms
I want to wake up with you
I want you to stay
Stay with me, in my loving arms

We'll walk, through our lives
with hearts on sleeves
never apologise
our hearts, are fragile things
They're prone to break, from previous crimes

all our previous crimes
all our previous crimes

I, want to live with you
I want you to stay
Stay with me, in my loving arms
I want to wake up with you
I want you to stay
Stay with me, in my loving arms

 

[tufty79]

So, will you dance with me?
Till the thrill is gone?
The war is over, look...
And the night is young.

Just dance with me.
Place my trembling hand,
On your naked body.
It's more than i can stand.

For we may never meet again,
So darling tell me then.
If we should ever meet again,
You will remember when
we danced, for just a little while.

For we may never meet again,
So darling tell me then.
If we should ever meet again,
You will remember when
we danced, for just a little while.

And when I first heard your name,
I said it over and over again, and again
And we should never be the same
So it could never be the same, as then.

So darling dry your eyes
And dance with me.
It's more than I can bare.
For in my broken heart,
I have kept you there.

 

[tufty79]

How will it turn out?
Starting needs are waiting out
On the way to the dead hotel
Beside an empty light
Falling into their pretty hands
All of them androids have a

One day's flight
Take you back in time
When I wasn't such a
Brand across your breast
Strain upon your back
When a good life was enough

Would it be so wrong
Daddy needs you up in his place
Can your batteries replace this heart?
Lying in the yard
Wanted it to be natural love
A sun fallen under

Dreams float up
From fishes in the flood
At a new dimension
Leaving only parts to play
Needs are forming again
A good life would just never be enough

Dreams float up
From fishes in the flood
At a new dimension
Leaving only parts to play
Needs are forming again
A good life will never be enough
A good life will never be enough
A good life will never be enough

 

[tufty79]

Think about the world you love
Now think of where it wants to go

All things you can see around you
You can change them
Rearrange them in your mind

If you've heard tales of transformation
Now then one two three,
You could be the man who played god

Hammer it until it breaks
To every shape that nature makes

All things you can see around you
You can change them
Rearrange them in your mind

If you heard tales of transformation
Well then one two three
You could be the man who played god

The girl becomes a bird on a flower
In your state you feel your power

All things you can see around you
You can change them
Rearrange them in your mind

If you've heard tales of transformation
Well then one two three
You could be the man who played god

One two three, you could be
The man who played god
One two three, you could be
The man who played god
One two three, you could be
The man who played god

 

[tufty79]

this afternoon, i'm loving the 'dark night of the soul' album...

Blue
Sky
Sun
Shine
Be
Mine
Star
Eyes

Like to teach you
Like to teach you
Like to teach you

Love
Please
Come
Back
Send
You
Cry
Gone

Like to teach you
Like to teach you
Like to teach you

Please
Please
Sun
Shine
Be
Mine
Come
Back

Like to teach you
Like to teach you
Like to teach you
Like to teach you
Like to teach you

Come
Back
Send
Love
Gone

 

[Upchuck]

WE built this city,
We built this city on rock and roll

Built this city,
We built this city on rock and roll

Say you don't know me, or recognize my face
Say you don't care who goes to that kind of place
Knee deep in the hoopla, sinking in your fight
Too many runaways eating up the night

Marconi plays the Mamba,
Listen to the radio
Don't you remember?
We built this city
We built this city on rock and roll!
We built this city, we built this city on rock and roll
Built this city, we built this city on rock and roll

Someone always playing corporation games
Who cares they're always changing corporation names
We just want to dance here, someone stole the stage
They call us irresponsible, write us off the page

Marconi plays the Mamba,
Listen to the radio
Don't you remember?
We built this city
We built this city on rock and roll!
We built this city, we built this city on rock and roll
Built this city, we built this city on rock and roll

It's just another Sunday, in a tired old street
Police have got the choke hold,ohhhhh and we just lost the beat

Who counts the money ,underneath the bar
Who rides the wrecking ball into our guitars
Don't tell us you need us, 'cause we're the ship of fools
Looking for America, crawling through your schools

Don't you remember ...

Marconi plays the Mamba,
Listen to the radio -
Don't you remember?
We built this city,
We built this city on rock and roll
We built this city, we built this city on rock and roll
Built this city, we built this city on rock and roll
Built this city, we built this city on rock and roll
Built this city, we built this city on rock and roll

We built, we built this city yeah
We built this city
We built, we built this city

 

[ShiftyBagLady]

Now the flames they followed Joan of Arc
as she came riding through the dark;
no moon to keep her armour bright,
no man to get her through this very smoky night.
She said, "I'm tired of the war,
I want the kind of work I had before,
a wedding dress or something white
to wear upon my swollen appetite."
Well, I'm glad to hear you talk this way,
you know I've watched you riding every day
and something in me yearns to win
such a cold and lonesome heroine.
"And who are you?" she sternly spoke
to the one beneath the smoke.
"Why, I'm fire," he replied,
"And I love your solitude, I love your pride."

"Then fire, make your body cold,
I'm going to give you mine to hold,"
saying this she climbed inside
to be his one, to be his only bride.
And deep into his fiery heart
he took the dust of Joan of Arc,
and high above the wedding guests
he hung the ashes of her wedding dress.

It was deep into his fiery heart
he took the dust of Joan of Arc,
and then she clearly understood
if he was fire, oh then she must be wood.
I saw her wince, I saw her cry,
I saw the glory in her eye.
Myself I long for love and light,
but must it come so cruel, and oh so bright?

 

[Pickman's model]

Down by Brockagh Corner one morning I did stray,
When I met another rebel bold, who this to me did say:
I've orders from the Captain to assemble at Drumbar
But how are we to reach Dungloe without a motor car?

O Barney dear, be of good cheer and I'll tell you what we'll do.
The Black and Tans have plenty guns altho' we have but few.
We'll wire down to Stranorlar before we walk so far,
And we'll give the boys a jolly ride on Johnston's motor car.

When Johnston got the wire then he soon pulled on his shoes.
He says this case is urgent, there's little time to lose.
He wore a fancy caster hat and on his breast a star.
You could hear the din going through Glenfin of Johnston's motor car.

When he came to the Reelin Bridge, he met some rebels there.
He knew the game was up with him, and at them he did stare.
He said I've got a permit for travelling out so far
You can keep your English permit, but we want your motor car.

What will my loyal comrades say when I get to Drumboe.
To say my car was commandeered by rebels from Dungloe.
We'll give you a receipt for her, its signed by Captain Maher,
And when Ireland's free, then we will see to Johnston's motor car.

They put the car in motion, they filled it to the brim.
With guns and bayonets shining, while Johnston he did grin.
When Barney waved a Sinn Fein flag, she shot off like a star
And they gave three cheers for freedom and for Johnston's motor car.

When the loyal crew they heard the news, it grieved their hearts full sore.
They swore they'd have reprisals before they would give o'er.
In vain they searched through Glenties, the Rosses and Kilcar,
While the I.R.A. their flags displayed on Johnston's motor car.

 

[Pickman's model]

What's the news, what's the news oh my bold Shelmalier
With your long barrelled guns from the sea
Say what wind from the south brings a messenger here
With the hymn of the dawn for the free
Goodly news, goodly news do I bring youth of Forth
Goodly news shall you hear Bargy man
For the boys march at dawn from the south to the north
Led by Kelly the boy from Killan

Tell me who is that giant with the gold curling hair
He who rides at the head of your band
Seven feet is his height with some inches to spare
And he looks like a king in command
Ah my boys that's the pride of the bold Shelmaliers
'Mongst greatest of hero's a man
Fling your beavers aloft and give three ringing cheers
For John Kelly the boy from Killan

Enniscorthy's in flames and old Wexford is won
And tomorrow the Barrow we will cross
On a hill o'er the town we have planted a gun
That will batter the gateway to Ross
All the Forth men and Bargy men will march o'er the heath
With brave Harvey to lead in the van
But the foremost of all in that grim gap of death
Will be Kelly the boy from Killan

But the gold sun of freedom grew darkened at Ross
And it set by the Slaney's red waves
And poor Wexford stripped naked, hung high on a cross
With her heart pierced by traitors and slaves
Glory-o, glory-o to her brave sons who died
For the cause of long down trodden man
Glory-o to Mount Leinster's own darling and pride
Dauntless Kelly the boy from Killan

 

[Johnny Canuck3]

White man came across the sea
He brought us pain and misery
He killed our tribes, he killed our creed
He took our game for his own need

We fought him hard we fought him well
Out on the plains we gave him hell
But many came too much for Cree
Oh will we ever be set free?

Riding through dustclouds and barren wastes
Galloping hard on the plains
Chasing the redskins back to their holes
Fighting them at their own game
Murder for freedom a stab in the back
Women and children the cowards attack

Run to the hills,
run for your lives.
Run to the hills,
run for your lives.

Soldier blue on the barren wastes
Hunting and killing their game
Raping the women and wasting the men
The only good Indians are tame
Selling them whiskey and taking their gold
Enslaving the young and destroying the old

Run to the hills,
run for your lives.
Run to the hills,
run for your lives.

Yeeeeeeeeeeeah oooooooooohhh

Run to the hills,
run for your lives.
Run to the hills,
run for your lives.

Run to the hills,
run for your lives.
Run to the hills,
run for yooour liiiiiiives.

 

[Pickman's model]

I am a merry ploughboy and I plough the fields all day
Till a sudden thought came to me head that I should roam away
For I am sick and tired of slavery since the day I was born
And I am off to join the I.R.A. and I am off tomorrow morn.

And we're all off to Dublin in the green, in the green
Where the helmets glisten in the sun
Where the bay'nets flash and the riffles crash
To the rattle of a Thompson gun.

I'll leave aside me pick and spade, I'll leave aside me plough
I'll leave aside me horse and yoke, I no longer need them now
I'll leave aside me Mary, she's the girl that I adore
And I wonder if she'll think of me when she hears the riffles roar.

And we're all off to Dublin in the green, in the green
Where the helmets glisten in the sun
Where the bay'nets flash and the riffles crash
To the rattle of a Thompson gun.

And when the war is over, and dear old Ireland is free
I'll take her to the church to wed and a rebel's wife she'll be
Well some men fight for silver and some men fight for gold
But the I.R.A. is fighting for the land De Valera sold.

And we're all off to Dublin in the green, in the green
Where the helmets glisten in the sun
Where the bay'nets flash and the riffles crash
To the rattle of a Thompson gun.

 

[Pickman's model]

And it's down in the Bogside, that's where I long to be,
Lying in the dark with a Provo company,
A comrade on me left and another on me right
And a clip of ammunition for my little Armalite.

I was stopped by a soldier, said he, You are a swine,
He beat me with his baton and he kicked me in the groin,
I bowed and I scraped, sure me manners were polite
But all the time I'm thinking of me little Armalite.

And it's down in Crossmaglen, sure that's where I long to be,
Lying in the dark with a Provo company,
A comrade on me left and another on me right
And a clip of ammunition for my little Armalite

Sure a brave RUC man came up into our street
Six hundred British soldiers were gathered round his feet
Come out, ye cowardly Fenians, said he, come out and fight.
But he cried, I'm only joking, when he heard the Armalite.

Sure it's down in Kilwilkie, that's where I long to be,
Lying in the dark with a Provo company,
A comrade on me left and another on me right
And a clip of ammunition for my little Armalite.

Sure, the army came to visit me, 'twas in the early hours,
With Saladins and Saracens and Ferret armoured cars
They thought they had me cornered, but I gave them all a fright
With the armour piercing bullets of my little Armalite.

And it's down in the Falls Road, that's where I long to be,
Lying in the dark with a Provo company,
A comrade on me left and another on me right
And a clip of ammunition for my little Armalite.

When Tuzo came to Belfast, he said, The battle's won,
Said General Ford, We're winning sir, we have them on the run.
But corporals and privates on patrol at night,
Said, Send for reinforcements, it's the bloody Armalite.

And it's up in Ballymurphy, that's where I long to be,
Lying in the dark with a Provo company,
A comrade on me left and another on me right
And a clip of ammunition for my little Armalite.

 

[Johnny Canuck3]

Joy and pain
Like sunshine and rain
Joy and pain
Like sunshine and rain
Verse 1:
Well I'm the new kid, I'm just comin' up
A lot of rappers think that I can't tear it up
Well I'm 'a show 'em and ignore 'em
And when they think I ain't lookin' I floor 'em
I mean take 'em out I keep groovin'
A slick bass line keep the beat movin'
They can't take it they just fake it
They wonder how the Rob Base make it
I get ill, you know the deal
Cuz this is how the Rob Base feels
Chorus
Verse 2:
I keep smokin', hot like fire
You had the turn, now retire
Don't talk back, I'm not a new jack
Cuz I'm fresher than you, an' you're whacked
I keep tryin', I'm not lyin'
Up to number 1 is where I'm flyin'
I won't slow down cuz I'm the new kid
With the devastatin' sound that hits
In the house where I used to practice
No one knew the Rob exists, but now
I'm gettin' greedy, don't lead me
The wrong way cuz is just might, might, might
Bring me down, I'll have to fight to get back up
Move away cuz I just won't slack up
Chorus
Verse 3:
Now, I go to shows to watch other MCs rock
And if they're good, I don't knock
The way they perform cuz I like to see a good show
After that, go play C-low, y'know
Cuz I'm a leader, no I'm not a follower
And MCs like you I swallow 'em
So don't look and try to judge me
Because you think that I'm another MC, well
I'm the new kind, I just moved around
But that don't mean I can't rip up the town
Me an' my boys, we make noise
I hate MCs that think they're with toys
I'm hittin' harder than any other MC
Who try to come up and go against me
Chorus
Verse 4
Not from the old school or from the new
Applaud the boom, do what you want to
Talk to me then try to put me down
We used to be cool now we don't hang around
Used to be friends but now we're foes
Ask me why, man, no one knows
Maybe jealousy between you and me
Could be the fame, could be the money
I'm goin' for mine and I don't really care
Cuz the spotlight Rob Base don't share
I'm the headliner of this show
And you're just a kid and you need to grow, because

 

[stupid dogbot]

I saw you from across the street today
My heart skipped a beat today
Reminding me of those lost days and glory never fades
Never fades, fades away

After years and miles my broken feet
Walked back to you on this broken street
I guess the years weren't blind 'cause the years just made you shine
Never fade, fade away

I heard someone say
that nothing gold can stay
But there's a love in all our souls
and it shines like gold
It shines like gold

I saw you from across the street today
My heart skipped a beat today
Reminding me of those lost days and glory never fades

Years passed by and you remind me
Those feelings will always find me
Young hearts are made of gold that never fades away
Never fade, fades away

I heard someone say
that nothing gold can stay
But there's a love in all our souls
and it shines like gold, gold

As the years pass by
A young heart beats inside
These dreams of yours and mine that time can't take away
Take away, take away

I heard someone say
that nothing gold can stay
But there's a love in all our souls
and it shines like gold

I heard someone say
that nothing gold can stay
But there's a love in all our souls
and it shines like gold
it shines like gold
it shines like gold

 

[Roadkill]

Lord Bateman runs an inn out on the A65
Sort of place where everybody drinks before they drive
Weekends runs a motorbike to Scarborough and back
He’s not too many brandies from a second heart attack
John Barleycorn he works the land and drinks at Bateman’s Inn
And every evening toasts to all the things that might have been
Tells the world that once he had a trial for Hull KR
Now he watches them on TV in the corner of the bar

Bateman gets up early lifts the latches on the gate
Seven horses stabled and the family sleeping late
Fourteen hundred acres two daughters and a son
He’ll ride the eastern coast and back before the morning’s done
Barleycorn he’s up at dawn and working off the beer
Same thing every day of every week of every year
Hears Lord Bateman racing by along the county lanes
And pulls his jacket tight against the coming of the rain...

Lord Bateman meets the storm that’s coming in from the shore
Speeding over Quarry Hill at 85 or more
There’s rain to take the wheels away rain among the glass
And rain to wash the blood into the tarmac and the grass
In the months to come John Barleycorn he sits and drinks his fill
Measures out his life between his pocket and the till
So down the generations Bateman’s son behind the bar
While Barleycorn he sips his beer and watches Hull KR.

 

[stupid dogbot]

Is there any hope for us, or are the rumors true?
Are we just the mulch and kindling that accrues?
Can we recover from this?

I've seen expressions in department stores.
I've smelled regression wafting up from these shores.
This is not a celebration of slipping through some crack.
This is sloth and devastation and we're the resulting trash.

Count all your fingers tonight.
And believe what you find!
(I'm sick of making small talk in this rotting chowline.)

Can we recover?
We cover our heads and run for the gutter!

Toby Keith's horses and Toby Keith's men
finally put us all in our place.
It's a wonderful hug when there's so much MORE to love,
when there's steaks and hearts jammed in your face.

This is the fucking slop line and we're scratching with our hooves.
How much of evolution must we finally disprove?

Count all your fingers tonight.
I can't believe what we find.
Can we recover?
We cover our heads and we run for the gutter!

Dear Mother,
I'm sorry. There was nowhere left to run.
We fought and we fought until our bullets ran out,
and they took us one by one.
Dear Mother,
Im sorry. We had just barely begun.
This will be the last letter from your only son.
Yeah I do not believe!
Recover as one...

 

[Upchuck]

poor old Granddad, I laughed at all his words
I thought he was a bitter man
he spoke of women's ways
they'll trap you when they use you
before you even now
for love is blind and you're far to kind
don't ever let it show

I wish that I knew what I know now
when I was younger
I wish that I knew what I know now
when I was stronger

the can-can such a pretty show
will steal your heart away
but backstage back on earth again
the dressing rooms are grey
they come on strong and it ain't too long
for they make you feel a man
but love is blind and you soon will find
you're just a boy again

when you want her lips, you get her cheek
makes you wonder where you are
if you want some more then she's fast asleep
leaves you twinkling with the stars
poor young grandson there's nothing I can say
you'll have to learn, just like me
and that's the hardest way

ooh la la
ooh la la, la la, yeah

I wish that I knew what I know now
when I was younger
I wish that I knew what I know now
when I was stronger