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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 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

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

Sweet F.A. Chumbawamba

panicked bosses of the Football League It isn't surprising that hugging and kissing Are banned on account of the threat of AIDS It isn't surprising, but it's another depressing Part of the continuing homophobia

HOMOPHOBIA 아무밴드

HOMOPHOBIA 너는 나의 좋은 친구 나는 너의 좋은 친구 거기까지가 아름다워 거기까지가 아름다워 너는 나의 좋은 친구 나는 너의 좋은 친구 니가 이상한 눈으로 나를 바라보기 전까지 사랑한단 말을 하면 널 죽여버릴거야 내게 입맞추려 하면 널 때려줄거야 난 너의 애인이 아니야

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

Envious(Acapella) Dawn Robinson

keep on Talkin' trash about me They know nothin' out me So tell me why Why is everybody so envious You know that envy never dies Need to raise up off of me and worry out yourself Not the way I live

The Tree Of Knowledge Chumbawamba

Knowledge The tree of knowledge has been cut down Torn from the ground, made into defenses and paper money His own roots man severs Mother Earth dismembered Distanced from her, he cannot hope to live

Sugar Daddy Chumbawamba

But we can't just live off sugar daddy? 'Course you can. I mean back home where I come from the folks live off the stuff.

The Incompatibility of Sport and Cosmic Consciousn Chumbawamba

The Incompatibility of Sport and Cosmic Consciousness When I play cricket I'm the longest at the wicket I can jump and swim And I live in the gym But I can't come to terms With my existence as

Act With Mother Chumbawamba

How to live together again? I reckon, peace means learning to live together again

Where Did the Chinaman Go? Chumbawamba

Bring back the chinaman Bring back the googly And long live Dicky Bird

One By One (Acoustic Version) Chumbawamba

One By One (Acoustic Version) One by one the ships come sailing in One by one the ships go sailing out We live for words and die for words Principles we can afford When all our Brothers turn to

That's How Grateful We Are Chumbawamba

OK, this one's called "Whitewash" When was the very first time you saw Chumbawamba? In my dreams! Ha!

Nadzeroon El Babo Chumbawamba

Your wizards, magicians, and kings live out there--bank managers, bureaucrats, and generals. Look around you, see what they do to the forest. We have ourselves, Peep, and each other, and that's all.

Just A Form Of Music Chumbawamba

My idea was, I'm going to live life like I want to live it and I don't care what anybody else thinks or anybody else says.

Universal Soldier Chumbawamba

he's fighting for Japan And he thinks he'll put an end to war this way He's fighting for democracy he's fighting for the reds He says he's for the peace of all He's the one who must decide who's to live

Acapella Kelis

I was walking was living My melody was acapella There's a beat I was missing No tune or a scale I could play The sound in the distance No orchestra playing together Like a boat out to sea The silence

Acapella Kelis(켈리스)

I was walking, was living My melody was acapella There\'s a beat I was missing No tune, or a scale, I could play The sound in the distance No orchestra playing together Like a boat out to sea,

Acapella Michael Wendroff

Acapella (Words & Music By Michael Wendroff) How many hours, did we spend in the streets Singin' in doorways, standing on our feet When it was cold outside, and the wind would blow We'd be out there

Acapella David Guetta

I was walking, was living My melody was acapella There's a beat I was missing No tune, or a scale, I could play The sound in the distance No orchestra playing together Like a boat out to sea The silence

Acapella Karmin

harmony went falling out of key so Now you gotta find another Now you’re talking crazy saying that you made me Like I was your Cinderella You and me are through though watch me hit it solo I’mma do it acapella

Acapella The Futureheads

I was walking, was living My melody was acapella There's a beat I was missing No tune, or a scale, I could play The sound in the distance No orchestra playing together Like a boat out to sea, The silence

Tearing Up Zoo Chumbawamba

Animal, unwilling captive, mirrors how the captors live. Prisoner, imprisoner, it's only the cage sides makes us different.

Slag Aid Chumbawamba

Tonight, live in Leeds, in city square, we've got the two pieces of wood sitting up You see him hanging there, he's upside down, nice little twist Because we're gonna nail Mr.

Stitch That! Chumbawamba

sad as we are. the imitated loop was the 'theft' issue for having it on the album as an adendum. the words were hurriedly sung in two takes and it was only later we turned it into a real song to play live

Dutiful Servants And Political Masters Chumbawamba

lured by desire to be rich Where the limited power is still given to men Where development aid is so wastefully spent Where western education enforces this crap Where women work in the open, yet live

Dutiful Servants & Political Masters Chumbawamba

are lured by desire to be rich Where the limited power is still given to men Where development aid is so wastefully spent Where western education enforces this crap Where women work in the open, yet live

Here's The Rest Of Your Life Chumbawamba

break our legs And we say "Thank you" when they offer us crutches Tired of mild reform Sick of hand-me-downs We topple all the theories to the ground: All real change Must come from below Our bosses must live