Samstag, 31. März 2012
Freitag, 16. März 2012
Donnerstag, 15. März 2012
She is handsome
Sinead O'Connor's Blog
I'll tell me Ma when I go home
The boys won't leave the girls alone.
They pull my hair, they stole my comb,
but that's alright till I go home.
Chorus:
She is handsome, she is pretty
She is the belle of Belfast city
She is courtin' one, two, three.
Please won't you tell me, who is she?
Albert Mooney says he loves her,
All the boys are fighting for her.
They knock at the door and ring at the bell
Saying "Oh, my true love are you well?"
Out she comes as white as snow,
Rings on her fingers and bells on her toes.
Oul Jenny Murray says she'll die,
If she doesn't get the fella with the roving eye.
Chorus
Let the wind and the rain and the hail blow high
and the snow come tumblin' from the sky
She's as nice as apple pie
And she'll get her own lad by and by.
When she gets a lad of her own,
she won't tell her Ma when she goes home
Let them all come as they will
For it's Albert Mooney she loves still.
Mittwoch, 14. März 2012
Samstag, 10. März 2012
pacopaco
Lost my friend to knitting,lost my nerve for crime.
Lost my sense of direction,wasted so much time.
I though I had a duty,to put myself about.
Saw my life in colour,when the reality is black and white.
Sung my song of sorrow,squeezed my memory dry.
Time to ring the changes,my but don't time fl-y!
Do it or don't do it do it right,or give your life to others.
Do it or don't do it do it right,forget the colours.
So take yourself in hand,bleach the colours from your mind.
Remember what I told youand live in black and white.
Don't try to live in colour,save it for your dreams.
These four walls that surround me,surround you too - oh yes they do, yes they do!
Life within, life within four walls.
Life within, life within four walls.
These four walls surround me, four walls close me in.
These four walls surround me,four walls close me i-i-i-in.
These four walls surround me,four walls close me in.
These four walls surround me,four walls close me in.
Einen Lauf haben
General is a wise man
The General is a gun
Shake up this scribbly world
And run run run
He's laughing like a doctor
But I bit his crazy mouth
Believe this faithful daughter
As he squeezed into her house
And run run run
Gently as you squeeze us
Your jelly beans will be shocked
Squeeze this juice that's in us
And squeeze me till I drop
General is a wise man
The General is the shock
Flip Flop Ego
We go now Flip Flop
General is a wise man
General is a gun
General is this partner as we run run run
Shocked as you prickle me as you got to know too well
Too gentle you were wise man and I broke your holy bell
And run run run
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