Necks, The Filmography

• Strade trasparenti (2008)
• The Boys (1998)

Neck Filmography

• Story of the Dead (2006)

• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Neck - Dada (ante Portas)
• To Win Just Once - Neck
• Blue Skies Over Nenagh - Neck

I'm turning my head around and around
I'm turning my head around and around
So many girls and they all could be found
So many girls and they all could be
My neck's already much too long
My neck's already much too long
My neck's already much too long
My neck's already much too long
[Repeat Chorus once again]
So what the hell is going on
Everybody's turning his head
Cause my neck is so long
I think I gotta go to the medicine man
I think I'll take a flight
Cause I'm not peter pan
Well now I am in the aeroplane
We're flying very high
Higher than the rain
But what is this
It's a stewardess
She's passing by in a sexy dress
Chorus
My neck's already much too long
My neck's already much too long
My neck's already much too long
My neck's already much too long
My neck's already much too long
My neck's already
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

To win just once would be enough
For those who've lost in life and love
For those who've lost their guile and nerve
Their innocence their drive ind verve
For those who feel they've been mis-treated
Discriminated, robbed or cheated
To claim one victory inspired
To win just once is their desire
To win just once
To win just once
To win just once
To win just once
That would be enough
To win just once against the odds
And once be smiled on by the gods
To race with speed along the track
To break the tape and not look back
To never have considered losing
As if to win is by your choosing
To bare your soul for all to find
An honest heart and an open mind
To win just once
To win just once
To win just once
To win just once
That would be enough
So come on all ye full time, small town heroes
Cast away your inbred fears of
Standing out from all the rest
The cynics and the pessimists
The self-indulgent, almost rich
The blatant hurlers on the ditch
Time is passing, so come on
And face the ball, the game is on
To win just once
To win just once
To win just once
To win just once
That would be enough
(That would be enough)
To win just once
To win just once
To win just once
To win just once

Oh we left our homes in London Town
in the last few days of May,
over the sea, Tipperary-bound,
in auld Ireland for to play...
The famous, boring Arsenal
had just won the F.A.Cup,
"It must be true," said Mr. Magoo,
"that my fortunes are looking-up!"
So we piled the gear in the Transit Van,
for to get the boat to Cork,
& we got so pissed upon the ship,
we could hardly shaggin' walk.
[Bridge]
Oh, the clouds have gone, the future's bright,
though the pressure's on, we'll be alright,
through storms & doubt, we'll boldly face it out,
[Chorus]
For we've found BLUE SKIES OVER NE-NAGH,
For we've found BLUE SKIES OVER NE-NAGH,
We moved into the cottage old,
with a roof of shite 'n' straw,
with his haunting, stern-faced ancestors
staring at us from the walls.
Twenty 'Tans' lay in a shallow grave,
a few yards down the Boreen,
but we couldn't care less 'cause in the press
lay ten bottles of poitín!
[Bridge]
[Chorus]
[Middle-8]
When we finally got to Dublin Town,
then we really had a ball,
but despite the excess we did impress
when we kicked-arse at Tramore!
All the folk in Nenagh's pubs & bars
showed us all a rare auld craic,
& though one remained in Borrisokane
these wild geese, we had come back.
& it weren't just booze with those country girls,
half the band were 'on the job',
- we only did one song in the whole two weeks,
& Magoo puked on the dog!
[Bridge]
[Chorus]
[Outro]