Home With Me Chumbawamba

Fairfield Horseshoe in the snow Clashing worlds in Tokyo All the bars in County Cork Heavy rain, New York (Chorus) I sailed the seven seas Carved my love on trees I brought the whole world home

Don't Try This At Home Chumbawamba

It's a long walk to the gallows It's a small step to swing free The crying in the tower For my conspirators and me Gunpowder and modem And a dream of liberty And then they'll tell you, 'Don't try

Stitch That (Country & Western Version) Chumbawamba

Stitch That (Country & Western Version) A husband came home drunk each night And he thrashed her black and he thrashed her white He thrashed her to within an inch of her life Then he slept like

Sugar Daddy Chumbawamba

Sugar Daddy The plantations in ex-colonial governmant land where 'Empire Made' had given way, with the years, to the more subtle multinational approach.

Just Look At Me Now Chumbawamba

Just Look At Me Now Don't tell me lies I want it all (Repeat) I don't need fingerprints So button up your coat Before you catch your death of cold Throw away your books They're building windmills

Back Home Chumbawamba

Back Home "Back home, they'll be thinking about us When we are far away... Back home, they'll be really behind us In every game we play..."

Just Look At Me Now (Borstal Boy Mix) Chumbawamba

Just Look At Me Now (Borstal Boy Mix) Don't tell me lies, I don't need fingerprints So tighten up your coats before you catch your death of cold Throw away your books They're building windmills

Amereicha Chumbawamba

'36 the world's teams Played up, played up, and played the game Runners, jumpers, footballers All sieg-heilling the Fuhrer Not so the black Americans Who, point-blank, refused And on returning home

Games Were Fun Chumbawamba

They never lingered in the changing rooms With a home-made note Or batted only once Before they got caught And how come all the sporty types Were the first to grow breasts?

The Big Issue Chumbawamba

This is the girl who Lost the house which Paid to the man who Put up the rent and Threw out the girl to Feather his own sweet home She's a clueless social climber Likes the wrong side of the bed

How To Get Your Band On Television Chumbawamba

How To Get Your Band On Television I'm the Boss of the company And I've got hunger working for me Listen and you'll begin to understand I built my profits on stolen land It's the economics of

Irish Joke Chumbawamba

Sick and tired of Irish jokes He said farewell to all his folks (bye bye) Left his home to have some fun Packed his clothes and a gatling gun Secretly, with ill intent Into the House of Parliament

Stitch That! Chumbawamba

boff So this husband came home drunk each night And he thrashed her black and he thrashed her white He thrashed her to within an inch of her life Then he slept like a log, did her husband But as

Heaven/Hell Chumbawamba

Tall as houses Small as spiders Undefined this buzz inside us (Chorus) Tightrope walker, chaos order I fell right into heaven/hell Devil take me, God forsake me Made my home in heaven/hell Out

K-2 (Indian Restaurant) Chumbawamba

K-2 (Indian Restaurant) The weekend booze-up, out with your mates To the Indian restaurant--open til late Mugs out of nightclubs, hungry and cold Last chance for action before they stagger home

School Team Chumbawamba

every time I failed I didn't want to be Pele Unlike all my mates That wasn't my ambition I just wanted once to play The football team would travel out Playing other schools But they'd never take me

Running Order Chumbawamba

do it You decided for yourself And it gave you time to think And a chance to unwind You thought by going out running You had wisely spent your time For whilst the only aim at work Was your take-home

Smalltown Chumbawamba

sleepless Poison arrows To ruin your tomorrows Below suspicion Cafes full of people dressed as spies And all I know Is guilt for being different It's always raining stones There's a killer in the home

Colliers March Chumbawamba

fences break down 'Twas then from theirselves the black gentry stepped out With bludgeons determined to stir up a rout The prince of the party who revelled from home Was a terrible fellow and called

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?

New York Mining Disaster 1941 Chumbawamba

New York Mining Disaster 1941 In the event of something happening to me There is something I would like you all to see It's just a photograph of someone that I knew Have you seen my wife, Mr.

Wormkind Chumbawamba

into animalkind, animalkind And creatures walked the earth And fish swam in the sea And birds flew in between trees That's how we came to be And pips and seeds were returned to the earth Along with

Memories of Shilts Chumbawamba

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 When Shilts was caught with

Pass It Along Chumbawamba

, come on, come on Send this song to twenty people Add your name, don't break the cycle Pass it along by word of mouse Save the world, don't leave the house Because a virtual office in a virtual home

Song Of The (Now Determined) Mother Chumbawamba

Song Of The (Now Determined) Mother I've got this dream home I'm queuing up for In freshly dug brown earth One thing I can swear Before I get there I'll kill the taxman first

I'm With Stupid Chumbawamba

i'm with stupid Guess what? 'cause i'm with you Guess what? i'm with stupid Guess what?

Salome (Let's Twist Again) Chumbawamba

Or just a part of the me me me generation The thatcher youth Coming home to roost If the old school cap fits, wear it But I'll take my cake and share it Burning down a bonfire made of teachers Pay your

Nothing Knocks Me Over Chumbawamba

Nothing Knocks Me Over I dreamt the cliffs and ride the waves And no one comes to save me My arms are sprawled against the tide Nothing knocks me over Nothing knocks me over Nothing knocks me

Gobsmacked Chumbawamba

Gobsmacked Outside the pub Smack you in the gob Get four long years In Wormwood Scrubs Put me in a ring Fit me with gloves I get money and fame For doing what I love Smacking people in the

An Psalm Chumbawamba

He maketh me to lie down in green pastures. He leadeth me beside the still waters. He restoreth my soul. He leadeth me in the paths of righteousness.

Act With Mother Chumbawamba

Act With Mother M spells man, K spells kind, could somebody tell me is man kind?

Love Me Chumbawamba

Love Me I'm an anarchist, I'm the anti-christ Well sort of not really It's not big it's not clever And i'm quite a reasonable fella Your friendly uncle good with kids good ol' paternalist pop

Piggies In Revolution 9 Chumbawamba

You will find the bigger piggies stirring up the dirt Always have clean shirts to play around in In their sties with all their barking they don't care what goes on around In their eyes there's something

The Rise and Fall and Rise of Greavsie Chumbawamba

Geoff Hurst's hat-trick The pressures of success led him to the bottle Now famous for his drinking, when once it was his football Now a TV personality, I see him every week If only he was as clever with

A Lament to the Best Chumbawamba

With those boots that laced up the side And that Irish shirt that you wore with pride And that picture of you with Mike Summerbee and bride Oh, where are you now George?

The Birmingham Six Chumbawamba

sides, spread-eagled against the wall They kicked him and hit him again, a voice from the dark said, "Stretch his balls" Soon after, poor Billy surrendered, screamed, "I'll tell you anything you want me

Bella Ciao Chumbawamba

The world is waking outside my window Bella ciao, bella ciao, bella ciao ciao ciao Drags my senses into the sunlight For there are things that I must do Wish me luck now, I have to leave you Bella

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

Commercial Break Chumbawamba

Commercial Break I'm the wife of the boss of the company And I always make my husband answer to me With what he says about the blacks, I totally agree The main problem is, they're not civilized

Ulrike Chumbawamba

Ulrike (Chorus) You sometimes wonder and you sometimes wonder Ten thousand Deutschmarks to hand me over Oh you sometimes wonder and you sometimes wonder You can make a living sometimes wondering

Liberation Chumbawamba

incomplete Never enough to tip the scales Too many people rotting in jails Or bloodied on the battlefields The history books from every age Have the same words written on every page Always starting with

Shipbuilding Chumbawamba

And a bicycle on the boy's birthday It's just a rumour that was spread around town By the women and children; soon we'll be shipbuilding Well, I ask you--the boy said, 'Dad they're going to take me

Always Tell The Voter What The Voter Wants To Hear Chumbawamba

Tax cuts and platform shoes For every small businessman Just give me your vote Just give me your vote Schools, prisons? Of course we'll build them! Condoms for the American GIs!

Nadzeroon El Babo Chumbawamba

The forest needs me, Peep, I cannot come with you. Return to Scare City, and there you will find the Moneylith where man and his kind worships. Only you can know what to do.

Morality Play In Three Acts Chumbawamba

Enter silent comedy geek with dynamite down his pants. Nervous, shuffling on his feet, leading a merry song and dance. A back seat driver of good moral fibre, holding up the light.

Big Mouth Strikes Again Chumbawamba

Big Mouth Strikes Again I caught you with your head down the toilet as you were gulping up dirty words, then later dressed in suit and tie, whilst playing to the laughing crowds, you were gargling

An Interlude: Beginning To Take It Back Chumbawamba

leave it behind (Chorus) And the people are learning to take back their lives As the country will change, Sandinista survives Women are winning what they've never known The power to organize outside the home

Man Papers His Crack Chumbawamba

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 been But you don't fool us with your Mister Clean

Adversity Chumbawamba

Adversity Thirty years of the same old shit Of music, money, hit after hit Smiles, lies, sales, walls That's thirty years of rock and roll They changed it's name once or twice Get rebellious with

All Mixed Up Chumbawamba

All Mixed Up Sitting on the shelf when someone called my number With a template in one hand, scissors in the other 'What lump of clay is this?'