Without Reason Or Rhyme (The Killing Of Harry Stanley) Chumbawamba

On hands and knees Floors like these Washing away Red from grey Hearts will ache Shotgun-shaped No remorse Of course, of course Of course there's an explanation Why you sing without reason or rhyme Why

Without Reason Or Rhyme Chumbawamba

On hands and knees Floors like these Washing away Red from grey Hearts will ache Shotgun-shaped No remorse Of course, of course Of course there's an explanation Why you sing without reason or

Harry Goldthorpe Chumbawamba

Harry Goldthorpe Bradford bad lad He's ripping up the room at the top Tubthumping have-not Never kept his gob shut Taking on the pal's batallion Who shove us to the bottom Give us nowt but trouble

Happiness Is Just A Chant Away Chumbawamba

Happiness Is Just A Chant Away I'm having a wonderful time drunk on communion wine One sin over the seven Sick all over the stairway to heaven Bullshit, bullshit, priests without a pulpit Shake

Universal Soldier Chumbawamba

Universal Soldier (Buffy Sainte-Marie, 1966) He's five feet two and he's six feet four He fights with missiles and with spears He's all of thirty-one and he's always seventeen He's been a soldier

Saturday Morning Harry Chapin

I look out my window and remember the night. The story is starting or the story ends And I feel like I need you again. Time used to mose softly when I was at home.

Act With Mother Chumbawamba

She's my mother, and I love her, there's no other, mother earth, mother earth I used to watch, watch with mother, I grew up with her Now I'm grown up, I stand on my own two feet, but that's no reason

Homophobia Acapella (Live) Chumbawamba

Homophobia Acapella (Live) Up behind the bus stop in the toilets of the street There are traces of a killing on the floor beneath your feet Mixed in with the piss and beer are bloodstains on the

Homophobia (Sisters Mix) Chumbawamba

Homophobia (Sisters Mix) Up behind the bus stop in the toilets of the street There are traces of a killing on the floor beneath your feet Mixed in with the piss and beer are bloodstains on the floor

Homophobia Chumbawamba

Homophobia Ta, a song about how brilliant and how powerful deviant sexuality is Up behind the bus stop in the toilets of the street There are traces of a killing on the floor beneath your feet

Rhyme Or Reason Eminem

mine Don't got, I don't care don't have two shits to give Let me take you by the hand to promise land And threaten everyone Cause there's no rhyme or no reason for nothing What's your name Marshall

Not Sport Chumbawamba

Not Sport Birds strung on barbed wire hanging in the sun Grouse moors trampled to the crack of guns Greyhounds snapping at a hare on the run Corpse of a fox when the day is done It's killing for

This Dress Kills Chumbawamba

This Dress Kills I'm Judas Judy, panicking, got everything and nothing Happy birthday mister president I'm here to call your bluff From the top of the world I'm gonna jump, jump, jump I'm so perfectly

Hear No Bullshit (On Fire Mix) Chumbawamba

It's a figure of speech when some artists start to teach But when I start I teach and reach The hearts of people who really truly give a damn about music Whether that is a man or woman Book book book

Just A Form Of Music Chumbawamba

Today I am not here to prove any one or any thing right or wrong, but I want to talk to you about some ideas and attitudes that have been communicated through the means of music.

Stitch That! Chumbawamba

: the lyrics are partly nicked from a traditional song reinterpreted by martin carthy on an album i forget the name of - it's a lovely song. the reason it's on shhh in particular is because we were adamant

Stanley Jazmine Sullivan

I'm in the kitchen making the dinner that I know you like And I've been cleaning this damn house all day and all night But you don't pay me no attention Stanley I'm needing your attention baby Just show

I'm In Trouble Again Chumbawamba

C'mon Norman rockwell come on in Hang your dirty coat on the door Don't you worry 'bout the cops downstairs They're just digging up the cellar floor I'm in trouble again I'm in trouble again I'm in trouble

Sewing Up Crap Chumbawamba

I don't know (Repeats) Chain, chain, chain (Repeats) A cut-price empire Clean-cut lines A perfect body And a dirty mind The rules of this game Say we all look the same Chain, chain, chain

In 2 Deep Jam Chumbawamba

In 2 Deep Jam Much of the general population recognizes that the organized institutions do not reflect their concerns or interests or needs They do not feel that they participate meaningfully in

Education (Part II) Chumbawamba

Education (Part II) They're the bosses of tomorrow They're called the FCS Fascist Conservative Sheep Who claim to know what's best Tied to dad's finances And only just out of school They want

Flesh and Blood and Feelings Chumbawamba

grew, the number of poeple who dug our idea grew too We had a graphic designed who know just what to do he made it plain and simple, red, white, and blue" Red is the blood of the butchered Indians

Thorn-EMI Lighting Chumbawamba

Thorn-EMI Lighting Raw materials are running out, there'll be no more tungsten to put in light bulbs Because the light bulb companies used it up, making light bulbs which run out Instead of making

Just Us Mix Chumbawamba

of sugar The state, its Tory psycopaths and labour apologists are coming clean The bullies and the cowards are ganging up on us (There ain't no justice, just us) The carrots been ditched, the stick

Makin' Whoopee! Harry Nilsson

Another bride, another June, another sunny honeymoon Another season, another reason for makin` Whoopee. A lot of shoes, a lot of rice, the groom is nervous, he answers twice.

Without You Harry Nilsson

No I can't forget this evening or your face as you were leaving But,I guess that's just the way The story goes You always smile but in your eyes Your sorrow shows yes it shows No I can't forget

Younger Moralists Chumbawamba

Younger Moralists Here in the comfort of a favorite chair Or smugly from the tap room at the Whitehorse I can prove mathematically Just when and when not to take up arms When to fight and when

Why Are We Still In Ireland? Chumbawamba

Our settlers calling our kingdom great Our banners raised on high Baptized with the tide of history That won't lie down and die Words from our own good book to help us get by The sacrifice of our

Stanley Road Paul Weller

A hazy mist hung down the street The length of it's mile, As far as my eye could see The sky so wide, the houses tall Or so they seemed to be, So they seemed to me so small, And it gleamed in the distance

One Way Or The Other Chumbawamba

"Peace won't come" (Repeats) "Peace won't come by words alone" "There's a world in front of you, you've only got a certain space to go.

Without You Harry Nilsson

No I can't forget this evening, Or your face as you were leaving. But I guess that's just the way the story goes. You always smile but in your eyes your sorrow shows.

Without You Harry Nilsson

No I can't forget this evening, Or your face as you were leaving. But I guess that's just the way the story goes. You always smile but in your eyes your sorrow shows.

Salt Fare, North Sea Chumbawamba

Salt fare, North Sea (repeats) Roll on, roll off With these words I drown Topmast secured Hatches battened down Sometimes I think It must be different on land But from the mast I can only see tyrants Still

Song For Len Shakleton Chumbawamba

I'm not the kind of man Who'd live a quieter life Just for a minute's silence One, two, three, four Some say it all without a word Silence can be mightier than the sword They took the two

Song For Len Shackleton Chumbawamba

I'm not the kind of man Who'd live a quieter life Just for a minute's silence One, two, three, four Some say it all without a word Silence can be mightier than the sword They took the two three five They

Without You.mp3 Harry Nilsson

No I can`t forget this evening Or your face as you were leaving But I guess that`s just the way the story goes You always smile but in your eyes your sorrow shows Yes it shows No I can`t forget

WITHOUT YOU Harry Nilsson

No I can't forget this evening or your face as you were leaving but I guess that's just the way the story goes You always smile but in your eyes your sorrow shows yes it shows No I can

WITHOUT YOU Harry Nilsson

No I can't forget this evening or your face as you were leaving but I guess that's just the way the story goes You always smile but in your eyes your sorrow shows yes it shows No I can

Liberation Chumbawamba

Liberation There's always been a pattern of struggle and defeat Never that cycle incomplete Never enough to tip the scales Too many people rotting in jails Or bloodied on the battlefields The

Reason Or Rhyme Bryan Ferry

of fading sadness An emerald ring, a photograph That look in your eyes, the brush of your cheek These are the moments in life that I seek No reason or rhyme, no presence of mind Just a dance to the music

Lay People Chumbawamba

Lay People It doesn't matter how rich or poor we are Doesn't matter what sex or species we are Doesn't matter with which nation we associate Doesn't matter what politics we love or hate We've

Insectkind Chumbawamba

Insectkind Chapter seven There's bugs on the house plants of the folks back home Insects are material, they're not inferior Insects are material, they're not inferior What do we want?

On The Day The Nazi Died Chumbawamba

We're told that after the war The Nazis vanished without a trace But the Italians are facist Still dream of a master race The history books they tell Of their defeat at '45 But they all came out of the

Punch Drunk Chumbawamba

Punch Drunk The evolution of humankind An opposing digit, the use of tools Inventing the wheel, exploring space Brain size still developing Two men and a referee Foam gloves and a silver cup

Benefits of the Game Chumbawamba

Benefits of the Game Whilst Robson plays his Sharp CD And Beardsley paints his lounge "hint of green" And the big clubs dream of a Superleague Of Keegan's "reasonable" three thousand a week But

The World Turned Upside Down Chumbawamba

George's Hill A ragged band they called the Diggers came to show the people's will They defied the landlords, they defied the laws They were the dispossesed reclaiming what was theirs 'We come in peace

Tearing Up Zoo Chumbawamba

Tearing Up Zoo Through the turnstile, concrete jungle, sterile habitat of iron. Symbol of brutality like supermarkets, missile silos.

Eddie The Eagle Chumbawamba

Eddie The Eagle Step by step Climbing to the top Eddie the Eagle The epitome of sport Not for the winning Or the advertising deals Not for the money or glory Just for taking part It's like

The Day The Nazi Died (1993 Mix) Chumbawamba

The Day The Nazi Died (1993 Mix) They're here and they're there and they're everywhere (Repeat) We're taught that after the war the Nazis vanished without a trace But batallions of fascists still

Wormkind Chumbawamba

Wormkind Creation, not so much out of the blue as Once upon a time there was a pile of brown And out of that brown grew pips and seeds And worms crawled from out of that brown And life flourished