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Come on boys
03:54
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Steve Albini - Are you the guy that came from Ireland?
Me - I'm that stupid fucker.
S.A. - Alright. You've got balls of iron.
Me - There you go.
Don't have a right to
Don't ever write to
Don't wanna wake up alone
Don't have a right to moan
Looking for changes that'll last
Look into the future, into the past
May it please the court
Oh come on boys
it's only a change
one you're gonna have to live up to some day
Don't wanna live to lie
Don't let Knockrockstock (Batty's) die
Lookin for changes that'll last
Wanna see the future? Look into the past.
May it please this court
Oh come on boys
it's only a change
one you're gonna have to live up to some day
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2. |
Soldier
05:56
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And every time I see your face well I still crack
And all the obviousness turns black
I wish I had their score, lover
Graphic illustration of mood curves
You know things are better left unsaid
Snakes and ladders in the head
Accurate but don't describe
Never end, end in sight
I used to be that small
I used to know it all
I used to be much older
I was that soldier
And I like to go to the sea side in the summer
And build those sand castles oh, all day
Pointless tragedy braggers
Supports the stretched balanced bar
I'm the weakest link
Things are boilin over
I used to be that small
I used to know it all
I used to be much older
I was that soldier
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3. |
Truth fly
02:10
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Truth fly, truth fly around here
But I can't care about no truth fly
Tooth died, Tooth died last year
But I can't care about no Tooth diein
Níl aon thintean mar do thintean féin?
Nach ea?
Ní hea!
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4. |
Snowbow
03:22
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Crazy bitch
laughing in a ditch
A streaker on a pitch
I'm gonna save you
Old dears
piling on the years
wish I could save you from all of your tears
G8
Carlo's head on a plate
Don't take a genius too see what comes next
Lazy bones
Throwin holy stones
Just leave them alone
I'm gonna save you
Suicidal snow
Makes a black rainbow
It's bendin over you
And I can't save you
Suicidal bitch
Carvin up her wrists
Last one on my list
I'm gonna save you
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5. |
Revolution
03:37
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All the bastards had their way
On the Via Apia
Me and 6,000 slaves met our untimely death
I looked Kirk Douglas in the eye
I said I'm not Spartacus
I never wanted to die
What a fuckin mess!
You and your revolution
All the bastards had their way
On the Genoa day
Carlo's blood spilt all over my nice ice cream
Me and the Genoa alumni still have the scars
And to the Irish Consulate in Rome I have to say
Attaboy, attaboy
Couldn't have done it without you
Revolution
You say you wanna revolution well you know
We all wanna change the world
Raping all rich bitches
They're gonna have to respect you the morning after the
Revolution.
Come on
Aw yeah, you know what motherfuckin time it is
It's revolution time and it will not be televised
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6. |
3 ships
06:01
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Aw yeah, this one goes out to all the motherfuckers that were in Genoa, you know what I'm sayin?
I've got 3 ships
Given to me by the king
Gonna set sail
Round the world
Fuck over all the natives
He's got 3 ships
The Stina, the Santa, the Tia Maria
Gonna set sail
Round the world
Give the land back to the natives
This town just like Genoa
My town, just like d'ye know-ah?
Any town just like Genoa
Your town just like Genoa
Ye shouldn't have gone there boys
Ye knew you were only getting yerselves into trouble
The carbinieri laced into ye somethin fuckin terrible,
huh?
Viscious circle, world debt
I'm a fuckin hippy why don't you fuckin kill me?
Arms trade
Sweatshops
Kyoto
Famine
IMF
World Bank
WTO
George W Bush
3rd World debt
The little AIDS pandemic
And the teargas
Storming of the Diaz school
Mr Carbinieri
You been watching too much TV
Berlisconi's TV
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7. |
Loan swan
01:56
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Loan Swan
note: This was my mum's favourite song on this album. She never heard any of my later albums.
Loan swan
where are you goin?
Loan swan
who do you love?
Your mum, your dad, your sygnets?
Lone swan
Where are you goin?
Loan swan
Who do you love?
Loan swan
Where is your partner?
Loan swan
Who do you love?
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8. |
Oscar and Prince
04:39
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(child on a megaphone at a demo outside Penney's - "No bridge, save Plassey")
Born to the river under the sun
82 year mother of 1
Kathleen Reale, I can't make sense
A lover of swans winding up dead
Oh I'm giving up,
I'm giving up
On to another pillar of truth
Granduncle's chalet seasons pollute
Dan O'Neil, I can't make sense
And did they kill your dogs,
Oscar and Prince?
Oh I'm giving up,
I'm giving up
This one goes out to all the souls
Who took their lives in a river so cold
Ancient mother, what will you do?
Didn't you know, that I loved you too?
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9. |
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Stop
Stop, look around, take a circus out of your cunt
Relax and see that there's no point,
Joni Mitchell knows the way
You and I belong in love
You and I belong in life
Suicide crystal ball buster
Stained glass cunts will totally look the job
In the windows of our new church of latter day anti-Christs
You and I agree the time we shared is liberty
But no-one's ever really free
You and I belong in love
You and I belong in life
Suicide crystal ball buster
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10. |
Wurst
03:28
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(a tribute to my wonderful life in Serranoland and also Juan Garcia Esquivel)
Oh mi madre,
Pucha madre,
Oh arriba.
1 time,
2 time,
3 time?
No 3 time?
No senor!
OK, no matter
That our lives may end on the same day
Zu, zu. Zoo, zu, zu, zu.
That our lives may end on the same day
(flowing and flying, flowing and flying)
Zu, zu. Zoo, zu, zu, zu.
I've got you to put on my forklift. Si senor.
I've got you to Ibrahim Ferrer me.
Stop me turning to the worst kind of man
Arriba!
And you're tuned to lost in space AM
Minus infinity to plus infinity
On your AM dial
24 hours a day
7 days a week
363 days a year
I've got you to catch fingers in van doors
I've got you to put up with my shit
Stop me turning to the worst kind of man
Arriba!
Unos, dos, tres, quatroz!
Everybody!
Unos, dos, tres, quatroz!
Estamos in Limerick, Ireland.
Yo soy Mark.
Te quiero.
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11. |
Sun sugar
06:37
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Can't finger pick for shit
Notes fall from my wrist
Autumn sun finds me out
Swallows headin' south
But I'll follow your sun
There's work to be done
Yes I'll follow your sun
Healing still to be done
I love you
You know it's true
And I'll follow your sun
There's work to be done
Yeah I'll follow your sun
Healing still to be done
I love you
I love you
I love you
I love you
I love you
I love you
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