Тексты песен «Chumbawamba»

Lie lie lie lie, lie lie lie, lie lie lie Lie lie lie lie, lie lie lie, lie lie lie I failed the audition, for celebrity squares Your life is a dream, then you wake up You watch Friends together, then you break up...

Look, no strings--just paper, glue, and card Hark, the angels sing 'Paste the Lord' That was the Armley tabernacle choir. Next we'll be hearing the true story of an American housewife who claims to have taken mid-air...

Here's the devil in disguise Hits me right between the eyes Like a thief out of the night Someone taught him how to fight (Chorus) Love can knock you over Love can knock you over Tongue-tied and crucified Cross...

I'm an anarchist I'm the anti-christ Well sort of not really It's not big not clever And I'm quite a reansonable fella Your friendly uncle good with kids good ol' paternalist pop good cop bad cop good cop bad cop good...

Chapt. One - Manf Ugga-Ugga Freaks Out Man grabbed hold of the wrong end of the branch and it snapped Man was fallen down Fallen down to the ground, to the brown He felt a right dick lying in the dirt of the ground...

Hey Manfred, what you doing back there? Come on, come unclean, man! You can turn your back when you paper your crack You can turn both cheecks, you can de-odour the reek You can wash your hands of it, when you have...

Well, you're a waste of space, your unnatural grace You're so bloody thin, you don't even begin To interest me, not even curiosity It's not animosity, you just don't interest me Well, you're an energy void, a black...

Anytime, anyplace, anywhere There's a wonderful world you can share But only if you're stinking rich enough Martini people are happy people They always smile because they're getting paid To sing and dance and have...

No virgin me For I have sinned I sold my soul For sex and gin Go call a priest All meek and mild And tell him "Mary Is no more a child." It's raining stones It's raining bile From the luxury Of your denial...

SPOKEN: Hail Mary, full of grace, the Lord is with thee. Blessed art thou amongst women and blessed is the fruit of thy womb Jesus. Holy Mary, mother of God, pray for us sinners now and at the end of our death. Amen...

No virgin me for I have sinned I sold my soul for sex and gin Go call a priest, all meek and mild And tell him, "Mary is no more a child." It's raining stones, it's raining bile From the luxury of your denial...

England's goalkeeper since gordon banks Consistent, reliable, a safe pair of hands But despite all his saves and all his acrobatics I can't help recalling something more dramatic Of an incident in the back of a car...

Michaelangelo was a genius Artist, architect, physician The darling of the florentine scene Inventor, scientist, mathematician But less well-known are his regular stints With florence football club A renaissance...

The saturday afternoon tradition Three falls and one submission Boston crab and half-nelson Bouncing around for television Learn the moves and collect your pay I'll be the one they boo today Nothing at all to do...

Talk about money Talk about oppression Investing in death And the earth's destruction Killing the earth Bit by bit Financing war To make more profit Money doesn't make the world go 'round It stops it dead Dead...

Act one, the smell of green leather, French polish, quite pristine, not a hair out of place, not a wrinkle, not a crease, the silverware all clean. Exquisite chaussures grace marble floors, be upstanding, for men of...

Children in school forced to the desk Finger the atlas and study the text Lies and opinion presented as fact Taught to accept, and never to ask Those smiling workers in Ladybird books They're not picking coffee at...

Oh, Charleston Heston Your father's favorite son Walks in whistling Casey Jones Moses with a gun Oh, Charleston Heston Your father's favorite son Round and round and Ad...

Can't hear 'cos your mouth's full of shit Do something about it Well I'm really back to basics right beside a bar Choke the double trouble big one to joker with the card Good call What's the crack what's the damage done...

There's pedal bikes and motor bikes And now they're riding mountain bikes Up and down and out of town Over, under, through, around I ride my little bicycle, I ride it to the top No red lights or traffic signs to...