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

This Dress Kills Chumbawamba

This Dress Kills I'm Judas Judy, panicking, got everything and nothing Happy birthday mister president I'm here to call your bluff From the top of the world I'm gonna jump, jump, jump I'm so perfectly

Tony Blair Chumbawamba

Tony Blair Tony You said that you'd be true I believed you like a fool I should have seen it in your eyes Tony You promised me the world But I'm not that kind of girl And tony now there's nothing

Flesh and Blood and Feelings Chumbawamba

At the age of twelve I thought to myself, "It's gonna grow" For the next seven years I kept a check of things down below It didn't grow Now look at me on the front of this record Admittedly it's not

Love Can Knock You Over Chumbawamba

Love Can Knock You Over 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

Look! No Strings! Chumbawamba

High above the streets and houses Misses Meta Battle, with one hand on the Valium and one hand on the bottle Somewhere over Indiana, eight miles high Meta Battle sees the good Lord wandering 'cross

Mountain Biking Chumbawamba

Mountain Biking 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

Shhh Chumbawamba

Shhh (Chorus) Hear nothing, see nothing, feel nothing, say nothing Hear nothing, see nothing, feel nothing, say nothing L A U G H I N G laughing L A U G H I N G laughing Just when you figured

Heaven/Hell Chumbawamba

Heaven/Hell I'm not guilty, I have nothing to say, uhm, I'm innocent! (Chatter) I want a revolution! When? Now!

Bad Dog Chumbawamba

Bad Dog Puppy eyes puppy eyes tearing claws spitting pride Roll over! Roll over! Roll over! Roll over!

All Mixed Up Chumbawamba

Said the king maker to me Dull, gray matter, perfect for his alchemy The future flesh and blood on the bones of the big lie A no-wit who's face fits and never wonders why I met my Mephistophelles,

Give The Anarchist A Cigarette Chumbawamba

For god's sake burn it down Nothing ever burns down by itself Every fire needs a little bit of help Nothing ever burns down by itself Every fire needs a little bit of Give the anarchist a cigarette

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 [?]

Enough Is Enough (Kick It Over) Chumbawamba

Enough Is Enough (Kick It Over) (Chorus) Open your eyes, time to wake up Enough is enough is enough is enough Open your eyes, time to wake up Enough is enough is enough is enough Enough is enough

Waiting, Shouting Chumbawamba

take a ticket It takes you nowhere They saw us coming It's them and us here Just keep your voice down And light another I am a patient girl I wait, I wait, I wait It's not your money Don't call me

Let It Be Chumbawamba

Waiting for the stormy winds to fall With microphone and TV camera Money and tears and a song to sing This is where the buy and sell begins For media and for industry Consumers of the world agree Nothing

Three Years Later Chumbawamba

Can't do nothing if you haven't got money Stop Can't make friends if you haven't got money Stop Squandering money [?] nowadays Stop You can't do nothing if you haven't got money Stop

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

Mr. Heseltine Meets His Public Chumbawamba

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 all the wealth And we've got nothing

Seoul Music Chumbawamba

Seoul Music There'll be new events in Seoul '88 Throwing the molotov and the hundred meter loot Hurdling over barricades putting the brick Vaulting over riot cops in the peoples Olympics The people

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

Armchair Sport Chumbawamba

Armchair Sport When Grandstand's finished, and Sport On Two And there's nothing much left to do Too lazy to leave the armchair Can only manage to plug in the computer And pretend that this is

Shake Baby Shake Chumbawamba

yeah Shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it Shake the dirt from your hands now Lisa Marie Shake it, shake it Shaking up the family with Pamela Lee Shake it, shake it Shake this fear of getting nothing

Happiness Is Just A Chant Away Chumbawamba

Happiness Is Just A Chant Away I'm having a wonderful time drunk on communion wine One sin over the seven Sick all over the stairway to heaven Bullshit, bullshit, priests without a pulpit Shake

Walking the Penine Way Chumbawamba

don't mind the rain if I've got my mac But have I 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

Love Me Chumbawamba

with his free hand Now I'm his left hand man Hey punk don't call me Mac My name is Johnny Trabant Love me, love me, love me, love me (Repeat) Take me, take me, seriously, love me, love me, love

Outfoxed Chumbawamba

Outfoxed The quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dogs Aided and abetted by the Local Hunt Sabs

The Good Ship Lifestyle Chumbawamba

This is the Goodship Lifestyle All my friends jumped ship I elect me the captain This is the loneliest voyage I've ever been on Up in the crow's nest - Over there! I see land! First mate?

One Way Or The Other Chumbawamba

I go to me factory, and come back, that's supposed to be my bit of seeing the world. The whole world in front of ya, the whole world to see and things that haven't been discovered."

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."

The Englishman Abroad Chumbawamba

dogs and Englishmen go out in the midday sun Taking on the locals, every man jack of 'em Stupid, drunken, gobby toughs No excuse is good enough Arrogant, ignorant, insensibly pissed When you've nothing

Bob Beamon Chumbawamba

Breathing getting deeper Then charging down the track Hitting the board just right All that energy released And now in perfect flight That moment when all that training Comes together perfectly When nothing

She's got all the friends Chumbawamba

you have to ask, then it's out of your range And both her faces, so easy on the eye And everyone worth knowing is kissing her behind Ooh ah, ooh ah Ooh ah, ooh ah Versace and Prada They mean nothing

Dumbing Down Chumbawamba

floor, right here, right here I get knocked down and don't get up again, yo, wamba-silly-assed-bitch C'mon man, we can talk about this Ah, c'mon, I'm a girl, and I can still kick your ass If there's nothing

Brian Chumbawamba

Brian It's all about getting the ball in the back of the net, Brian I'm as sick as a parrot, Brian I'm over the moon, Brian Well, I think the lads were well worth a point, Brian At the end of

The Big Issue Chumbawamba

There are those Spend the night Under bridges Over by the river Down in the park Through the winter But there's a house That i know Safe and warm And no-one ever goes there Down where the

Ah-men Chumbawamba

laws Black Friday left her bruised and stubborn One brick from winning the struggle Rapunzel hacked at the ivory tower Asquith quickly rose to the hour Appealed to patriotism, oily smiles Gave nothing

Spassky Fischer Chumbawamba

Pawns to Viet Nam But it's Spassky rebellion A Fischer uprising The pawns have taken over And overthrown the king

Hurling and Imperialism Chumbawamba

Hurling and Imperialism Hurling, the national sport of Ireland Was banned in 1366 As part of an Anglo-Norman attempt To crush all Gaelic resistance It failed Over six hundred years of British

Frickley Chumbawamba

to the ground Has a football team, and a stand full of fans Who love their game and who love revenge If a cop comes near the ground On a Saturday afternoon He'll be heading the bricks Until he's over

Adversity Chumbawamba

Ask the empty-bellied children 'Tell me what are we singing for?'

Hey! You! Outside, Now! Chumbawamba

One year later This queue never moved I've got well dressed slugs Crawling over my shoes And all these bouncers Pushing me around Well I'll huff and I'll puff I'll blow your house down In these

Hey! You! Outside Now! Chumbawamba

One year later This queue never moved I've got well dressed slugs Crawling over my shoes And all these bouncers Pushing me around Well I'll huff and I'll puff I'll blow your house down In these hard times

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

Big Mouth Strikes Again Chumbawamba

Vomiting the words that you'd sucked and slurped all over the cops at the back!

Catastrophe Reality Chumbawamba

A man who is older than me, with factories in South African says, 'That's the way of the world, and there's nothing you can do about it. You can't change it.

One-Sided Game Chumbawamba

other foot, the scorer is a girl All the men they get together Squawking, balding birds of a feather The old boys club is under siege So they'll never have a woman in the Football League There ain't nothing

A Fairy Tale (Real No-Shit) Chumbawamba

Play me some music,' he bellowed.

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

Awesome Wheels Chumbawamba

Now it's not a sport It's a saleable craze They're screwing us over In a million ways "Sign on the dotted line You know it pays" Who wants a skateboard? I'm giving mine away