A Lament to the Best Chumbawamba

A Lament to the Best Oh, where are you now George?

The Best Is Yet To Come Chumbawamba

The Best Is Yet To Come Variously entitled "The Best Is Yet To Come" and "The Best Is Yet To Come (Bee Hold End Version)", depending on the country of issue.

Drugs Chumbawamba

Drugs All the runners running downhill All the throwers with strap-on muscles Gold, silver, and bronze To the designer-drugs and anabolic steroids Random testing doesn't exist No promoters will

Zola Budd Chumbawamba

Zola Budd She's a slip of a girl to be out of school She's a product of apartheid She won her spurs under minority rule She's a product of apartheid Afrikaners run the best In bare feet and British

Unilever Chumbawamba

Unilever Whitewash When you don't want to feed the world When you just want to feed your bank balance Wash your guilt away Unilever washes whiter Soap to clean those dirty hands And a slap for

Games Were Fun Chumbawamba

Games Were Fun How come all the best athletes Had the poshest kits While the slow, fat, thin, and spotty ones Had shorts that didn't fit?

Lament Demis Roussos

I've long awaited for the day That comes to set me free And all I ask As I'm a fool Is love for You and me For now and each and every day The moon, it changes us all All the misery lies Set to blind Your

Lament King Crimson

<< Lament >> --- King Crimson I guess I tried to show you how I'd take the crowd with my guitar And business men would clap their hands And clip another fat cigar And publishers would

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

Lament The Gourds

Lament I could tell you that I was a christian and I don't guess that would be a lie I could tell you that I was church of christ and I don't guess you could prove me wrong so don't trouble

Orienteering Chumbawamba

Orienteering Compass, whistle, cagoul, map Count your steps along the track To checkpoint one Checkpoint two Checkpoint three and back Compass bearing sou-sou-west Choose the route you think

Barry John Chumbawamba

Barry John Barry John was the king of Rugby Union He was fast and agile and extremely good-looking All you'd see would be a flash of red Wales were best, 'cause he used his head And knew exactly

Just Us Mix Chumbawamba

works best Disagree and discover that there's always someone on hand to beat some sense into you This is justice Some would say that justice stings without regard to right or wrong Some like the Guilford

Lament Madonna

(Eva:) The choice was mine, and mine completely I could have any prize that I desired I could burn with the splendor of the brightest fire Or else, or else I could choose time Remember I was very

Lament Antonio Banderas

[EVA] The choice was mine and mine completely I could have any prize that I desired I could burn with the splendor of the brightest fire Or else--or else I could choose time Remember I was

Lament Madonna

(In her last hours, images, people and events from EVA's life flow through her mind, while the grief of the nation knows no bounds) EVA The choice was mine and mine completely I could have any

The Birmingham Six Chumbawamba

British justice is the very best in the world" Tell them, "Well of course it is, for the vested interests it serves" The men were taken to Morkham to be tested for explosives Tests which have since

Jack's Lament The Nightmare Before Christmas

There are few who'd deny, at what I do I am the best For my talents are renowned far and wide When it comes to surprises in the moonlit night I excel without ever even trying With the slightest little

Jack's Lament The All-American Rejects

There are few who'd deny, at what I do I am the best For my talents are renowned far and wide When it comes to surprises in the moonlit night I excel without ever even trying With the slightest little

Lament Lost Under Heaven

No I Don't know Where this world is going For all this life is showing Breaks through The paper chains that hold you They hold me You know I try to stay sober But this feeling it's over Life in this coma

Lament The Doors

Lament Lament for my cock Sore and crucified I seek to know you Aquiring soulful wisdom You can open walls of mystery Stripshow How to aquire death in the morning show TV death which the

Lament Jim Morrison, The Doors

Lament for my cock Sore and crucified I seek to know you Aquiring soulful wisdom You can open walls of mystery Stripshow How to aquire death in the morning show TV death which the child absorbs Deathwell

Lament Harvest

Just another foot in the door. Just another life of sorrow. Now I could lie and say he meant nothing. Persistence broke the silence. I've lost a friend.

Education (Part II) Chumbawamba

Education (Part II) They're the bosses of tomorrow They're called the FCS Fascist Conservative Sheep Who claim to know what's best Tied to dad's finances And only just out of school They want

Mr. Heseltine Meets His Public Chumbawamba

Heseltine you drove into our town The northern rain always drizzling down Shoppers at the window stopped to look As you signed another copy of your book 'Cause you have all the power And you have

Lament 나윤선

I'm not ready to play I'm not ready to fight I'm not ready to be the prey of this one sided game I'm not ready to climb I'm not ready to reach there I'm not ready to see another higher hill appear I'm

Lament Ultravox

And just as my eyes start seeing After all the pain The twist in my life starts healing Just to twist again In stillness, in sorrow Returns that softly sighing lament And just as the smile's returning

The ABCs of Anarchism Chumbawamba

OK, OK, you better listen to me good, 'cause this is the ABCs of Anarchism A B C OK We'll be singin' when we're singing We'll be singin' Where have the tele-tubbies gone?

The Morning After (The Night Before) Chumbawamba

The Morning After (The Night Before) Unholy Sunday a winter's day Mine is the kingdom Church bells ring a million miles away Forever and ever Nowhere to go, nothing to do But stay here warm in

Ashes to Ashes Chumbawamba

Ashes to Ashes The bowler's running in, the batsman lights a fag He keeps a packet handy and it's lodged inside his pad Because it's written in his contract that after every over He has to have

Why Are We Still In Ireland? Chumbawamba

mislead, as us not wanting to see That most of us are born losers in the great society Fed on a diet of how grand things used to be An empire, two world wars, and Wimbly '66 But a Gordon Banks save

A Fairy Tale (Real No-Shit) Chumbawamba

A Fairy Tale (Real No-Shit) Chapt. Two - Guess who? 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.

A Morality Play Chumbawamba

A Morality Play People would have to be told that if they refuse to answer questions when they might be expected to answer questions, that is something which can be used at the trial and which might

Mouthful of Shit Chumbawamba

right beside a bar Choke the double trouble big one to the joker with the card Good call What's the crack, what's the damage done today From the commons to the common a banana skin away Knock it back

British Colonialism And The BBC Chumbawamba

British Colonialism And The BBC I'm the boss of the BBC I'm the monkey at the top of the media tree Your version of the riots in Cape Town Comes second-hand from me Chewing and spewing this revolution

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

The Big Issue Chumbawamba

priests Bless the wine She's been born into the wrong time She keeps nonsense on her mind She's a poet, she's a builder She's as bored as bored can be She's a have-not, she's a know-all She knows

The Candidates Find Common Ground Chumbawamba

lots of little bosses But someone in control, of course, either way there must be someone giving orders (Chorus) A toast to democracy The prison guard of this society Sides in the voting game Disappear

The Wasteland Chumbawamba

The Wasteland Said the party to the ad-man We'll conjure up a gimmick The way to lead an ass Is with a carrot and a stick Dig down for minorities Promise them concessions Ride in on their backs

Smash Clause 29! Chumbawamba

I've been down to London town to pay a visit to the Queen. Oscar Wilde, Oscar Wilde, can you tell me what you saw?

Mouthful Of Shit (Country & Western Version) Chumbawamba

Mouthful Of Shit (Country & Western Version) Can't hear you 'cause your mouth's full of shit Well I'm really back to basics right beside a bar Choke the double trouble big one to the joker with

British Colonialism & The BBC Chumbawamba

crap dressed up as fact - your soap reality We only want a chance to show the Editor's side Of struggle in the news Closer and closer to the state's eye view And further from the truth Push a microphone

Enough Is Enough Chumbawamba

Enough Is Enough Open your eyes, time to wake up Enough is enough is enough is enough Give the fascist man a gunshot Trying and trying to get this damn thing done. It can't done.

How To Get Your Band On Television Chumbawamba

supply and demand And I make the demands around here Product sells, people die Same manipulation wrapped in lies Give a little money and play your rock and roll The biggest prizes to the biggest fools

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

Driving on the bypass to Damascus I saw a preacher trying to hitch a ride With a pair of broken wings And a suitcase full of sins He gathered up his dreams and jumped inside Pulling Malatesta from his

Stagnation Chumbawamba

Stagnation Imagine there's no heaven It's easy if you try No hell below us Above us only sky Imagine all the people Living for today Imagine there's no countries It isn't hard to do Nothing

Colliers March Chumbawamba

Colliers March The summer was over the season unkind In harvest a snow, how uncommon to find The times were oppressive and well it be known That hunger will stronger [?]

Let It Be Chumbawamba

Let It Be And this is Steve Wright, we hope that those that lost relatives in this terrible disaster may be able to have a better life as a result of this great record This great record This great

Invasion Chumbawamba

shadow of the USA Let them eat bullshit, make the land pay Make a fast deal with the local elite Then substitute cash crops where once grew wheat Build a cycle of dependence on a starvation diet

Chartist Anthem Chumbawamba

Chartist Anthem A hundred years, a thousand years, we're marching on the road The going isn't easy yet, we've got a heavy load, oh we've got a heavy load The way is blind with blood and sweat, and