More Whitewashing Chumbawamba

More Whitewashing 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

I Want More Chumbawamba

Some dead liar Quiet pink picture Under heavy manners This is Tearoom England They'll kick your face in So politely This is Tearoom England They'll kick your face in Oh so nicely I want more

Declaring Peace Chumbawamba

Declaring Peace Whisper the words of wisdom no more Speak the words of wisdom no more Shout the words of wisdom no more The governments of the world agree That people need bombs and banks and

Georgina Chumbawamba

Not any more!

Walking the Penine Way Chumbawamba

cursed Wainwright in my time To be fair, he said it's all muck and slime The creeping sludge, the never-ending peat It were that that nearly finished me, it nearly had me beat Peat bogs, peat bogs, more

On the Beach Chumbawamba

On the Beach 54 inch around the chest Stitching ripping on his vest Biceps, triceps, ready to flex A gold medallion around his neck He looks more like the Michelin Man He's trapped inside a multi-gym

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

Flesh and Blood and Feelings Chumbawamba

Mr Big's the bigger it is the more power it packs Mr. Big's shiny prick nuclear dick How do we measure up to it?

A Lament to the Best Chumbawamba

I dreamed of you dribbling past City's back four And leaving Joe Corrigan fumbling on the floor And the Stretford End singing "More! Bestie! More!" Where are you now George?

Adversity Chumbawamba

A bit more product to keep us quiet!

How To Get Your Band On Television Chumbawamba

correspondence with the program, just send your answers, letter bombs only, to BP House, Victoria Street, London, SW1 Thank you and good night Feed the world Starve the rich Goodnight I know there must be more

Mary, Mary Chumbawamba

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."

How Dare They Call It Football? Chumbawamba

From Coca-Cola to TV politics Cruise missiles to chicken-in-buckets From words and images to advertising From Colonel Sanders to cop-car sirens And now the American Football circus More showbiz sport

Ah-men Chumbawamba

Ah-men A visionary pause in the cycle When she refused to buy or sell When the daughters of perfect wives Said there must be more sacrifice Needed more than symbolic change More than silent wasting

Never Do What You Are Told Chumbawamba

This coat my royal gown A stolen hand-me-down No need to scrape and bow We can be heroes now For more than just one day And here's how Look both ways when crossing roads Don't wear slippers 'til

We Don't Go To God's House Anymore Chumbawamba

We don't go to God's house anymore Saw the light and walked right out the door We don't go to God's house It's more fun in the dog house We don't go to God's house anymore Well driving on, I tasted sweet

Song Of The Hardworking Community Registration Off Chumbawamba

on doors See curtains move Time wins wars each name is proof I could tell tales The tricks they use Cut no ice, I take what's due There are worse tasks Than door to door I take pride in taking more

Mary Mary (Stigmatic Mix) Chumbawamba

(Repeat) 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

Tearing Up Zoo Chumbawamba

Man puts up more barriers, creates his world, denies another. Animal, unwilling captive, mirrors how the captors live. Prisoner, imprisoner, it's only the cage sides makes us different.

Jesus In Vegas Chumbawamba

Tommy' on the leg of my pants I've got the audience in the palm of my hands My good friend Sinatra on my right Andrew Lloyd Webber is doing the lights It's twice a night for twenty-five nights One more

A Morality Play Chumbawamba

By your own choice you're on a hiding to nothing, I ask you which is more comforting? The thought that I am bad seed, gone to seed, turned sour by TV sex and violence.

Always Tell The Voter What The Voter Wants To Hear Chumbawamba

Well Martin to tell you the truth I couldn't agree with you more. It's outrageous, disgusting. But unlike my colleague on my right, we're the party who say what we do, do what we say.

Memories of Shilts Chumbawamba

Memories of Shilts 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

Morality Play In Three Acts Chumbawamba

By your own choice you're on a hiding to nothing, I ask you which is more comforting? The thought that I am bad seed, gone to seed, turned sour by TV sex and violence.

Song Of The Government Minister Who Enjoys His Wor Chumbawamba

The rabble who spend half their time Wishing they could have what's mine Stamping on the people's hands This is where I'll make my stand This is how I'll rule this land I'll push and push a little more

Salt Fare, North Sea Chumbawamba

drifting alone One thousand lashes For the Age of Reason Salt for your wounds When the cod's in season Salt fare, North Sea (repeats) We reach the horizon And sail over the edge Drunk on our memories More

Dutiful Servants And Political Masters Chumbawamba

two, three, four Things were rather different in great grandfather's day He just put a chain around their ankles and made them work for no pay He took everything they owned and yet still demanded more

Dutiful Servants & Political Masters Chumbawamba

one, two, three, four Things were rather different in great grandfather's day He just put a chain around their ankles and made them work for no pay He took everything they owned and yet still demanded more

The Triumph Of General Ludd Chumbawamba

The Triumph Of General Ludd No more chant your old rhymes about old Robin Hood His feats I do little admire I'll sing the achievements of General Ludd Now the hero of Nottingham Shire Those engines

An Interlude: Beginning To Take It Back Chumbawamba

Women are winning what they've never known The power to organize outside the home Starting to find what is equal and fair Ensuring that this revolution is shared Regaining lost chances, demanding much more

Homophobia Acapella (Live) Chumbawamba

chorus) The siren of the ambulance, the deadpan of the cops Chalk to mark the outline where the boy first dropped Beware the holy trinity: church and state and law For every death the virus gets more

Homophobia (Sisters Mix) Chumbawamba

chorus) The siren of the ambulance, the deadpan of the cops Chalk to mark the outline where the boy first dropped Beware the holy trinity: church and state and law For every death the virus gets more

An Interlude-Beginning To Take It Back Chumbawamba

are winning what they've never known The power to organize outside the home Starting to find what is equal and fair Ensuring that this revolution is shared Regaining lost chances, demanding much more

In 2 Deep Jam Chumbawamba

institutions to act The question in brief, is whether democracy and freedom are values to be preserved or threats to be avoided In this possibly terminal phase of human existence democracy and freedom are more

Kinnochio Chumbawamba

Then I'll begin The Story Of Kinnochio The man who ran the other party pondered the size of his nose A man who pleaded for leadership and groveled more than most He scabbed and he lied and he nodded

Homophobia Chumbawamba

(Repeat) The siren of the ambulance, the deadpan of the cops Chalk to mark the outline where the boy first dropped Beware the holy trinity: church and state and law For every death the virus gets more

Mary Mary Chumbawamba

Mary, Mother of God Pray for us sinners now And at the hour of our death Amen No virgin me for I have sinned I sold my soul for sex and gin Go call the Priest all meek and mild And tell them Mary is no more

Universal Soldier Chumbawamba

stood alone He's the one who gives his body as the weapon of the war And without him all this killing can't go on He's the universal soldier He really is to blame His sword has come from far away no more

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.

A Fairy Tale (Real No-Shit) Chumbawamba

Manfred The Great The great king bashed down his goblet on the oaken table as kings do when they want more wine. Everyone was silent. 'Minstrel the noise of chattering women grates on my ears.

Act With Mother Chumbawamba

He might have more experience, especially in apathy. Well ask him or ask yourself, 'War, poverty, death, rape, and violence on our streets?' And he'll look at you blankly and say, 'Mindless'.

The ABCs of Anarchism Chumbawamba

, rubbish, cook, communist, anarchist, capitalist, or whatever is a term of abuse valued by that society--infringer--and they develop this idea, at first probably in secrecy or semi-secrecy, and then more

Catastrophe Reality Chumbawamba

He must be right cos he's got more experience than me. Yeah, he's got a degree in better ways of destroying the earth, better ways of ceasing to be.

Mr. Heseltine Meets His Public Chumbawamba

Heseltine drove away Two more appointments in the north today Helpless and powerless We join the queue for the metro bus And Mr.

Just A Form Of Music Chumbawamba

The question I'd like to ask is this--I wonder would that really be right, or perhaps would it illustrate that this thing called Rock and Roll is more than just a form of music? Lest We Forget

Invasion Chumbawamba

give it all back And when the system starts to crack We'll have to be ready to give it all back See the space which lies between the rich and the poor How the space increases as we keep on taking more

Here's The Rest Of Your Life Chumbawamba

Why settle for what we're shown When there is so much more?

Hear No Bullshit (On Fire Mix) Chumbawamba

These things are going on in the music industry Money, brain insane, fame fame, endlessly I can't take it no more, it's getting worse I'm getting well vexed listening to the second verse This song,

The Rise and Fall and Rise of Greavsie Chumbawamba

The Rise and Fall and Rise of Greavsie "So, Greavsie, well, what about the black lads gettin' bananas thrown at em?" "Well, it seems a bit unfortunate, I mean, uh, uh" Sitting on the bench, he st...

Tubthumping Chumbawamba

We'll be singing When we're winning We'll be singing I get knocked down But I get up again You're never going to keep me down Pissing the night away He drinks a whisky drink He drinks a vodka d...