Bissau is the capital city of Guinea-Bissau. The city's borders are conterminous with the Bissau Autonomous Sector. In 2007, the city had an estimated population of 407,424 according to the Instituto Nacional de Estatística e Censos. The city which is located on the Geba River estuary, off the Atlantic Ocean, is the country's largest city, major port, administrative and military centre.
The city was founded in 1687 by Portugal as a fortified port and trading center. In 1942 it became the capital of Portuguese Guinea. After the declaration of independence by the anti-colonial guerrillas of PAIGC, in 1973, the capital of the de facto independent territories was declared to be Madina do Boe, but Bissau remained as the capital of the Portuguese-occupied regions, and the de jure capital of the entire Portuguese Guinea. When Portugal recognized the independence of Guinea-Bissau and pulled out in 1974 due to the military coup of April 25 in Lisbon, the two territories merged and Bissau became the capital of the new independent state. The city is known for its annual carnival.
Flora Gomes is a Bissau-Guinean film director. He was born in Cadique, Guinea-Bissau on 31 December, 1949 and after high school in Cuba, he decided to study film at the Cuban Film Institute in Havana.
Shot fourteen years after independence, Gomes' Mortu Nega (Death Denied) (1988) was the first fiction film and the second feature film ever made in Guinea-Bissau. (The first feature film was N’tturudu, by director Umban u’Kest in 1987.) At FESPACO 1989, the film won the prestigious Oumarou Ganda Prize. Mortu Nega is in Creole language with English subtitles.
In 1992, Gomes directed Udju Azul di Yonta, which was screened in the Un Certain Regard section at the 1992 Cannes Film Festival.
Son of illiterate parents, as a child Gomes struggled against the limitations of his social status and the oppression of the Portuguese colonial system under Salazar's rule. He supported Bissau-Guinean resistance against colonialism and greatly admired Amílcar Cabral. He left Guinea-Bissau to study cinema in Cuba (1972) at the Cuban Institute of Art and Cinematography, under the guidance of Santiago Álvarez. He continued his studies in Senegal, at the Senegalese Journal for Motion Picture News, under the direction of Paulin Soumanou Vieyra. He also co-directed two films with Sergio Pina and worked as an assistant with Chris Marker and Anita Fernandez.
Tim Maia (Portuguese pronunciation: [tʃĩ majɐ]; September 28, 1942 – March 15, 1998), born Sebastião Rodrigues Maia in Rio de Janeiro, was a famous Brazilian musician known for his iconoclastic, ironic, outspoken, and polemical (but always humorous) musical style. He was also known for his habit of lightheartedly missing appointments and even important gigs.
Maia performed in a variety of musical genres, ranging from happy and energetic dance music to sentimental songs such as his hit "Me Dê Motivo". He performed soul music, funk, bossa nova (in the 1990s), romantic songs, American pop, samba, baião, and Música Popular Brasileira. He frequently recorded albums and made tours alongside Banda Vitória Régia.
Maia wrote his earliest songs at age eight. At 14, as a drummer, he formed the group Os Tijucanos do Ritmo, which lasted one year. He then took guitar classes and was soon teaching children in the neighborhood of Tijuca, in Rio de Janeiro, including the Matoso gang (Maia, Jorge Ben, Erasmo Esteves, later Erasmo Carlos, and several others), named after the street where they used to hang out.
António Sebastião Ribeiro de Spínola, GCTE, ComA (generally referred to as António de Spínola, though this particular surname never had a particle) (Santo André, Estremoz, April 11, 1910 – Lisbon, August 13, 1996) was a Portuguese soldier, conservative politician and author, who was important in the transition to democracy following the Portuguese Carnation Revolution.
He was a son of António Sebastião Spínola and first wife Maria Gabriela Alves Ribeiro, both natives of Madeira.
Spínola entered the Colégio Militar in 1920, beginning what would be a very successful military career. By 1928, Spínola was at Portugal's Military Academy, where he stood out as a young and promising cavalry officer.
In Anjos, Lisbon, by August 1932, he married Maria Helena Martin Monteiro de Barros (14 January 1913 - 23 May 2002), daughter of João de Azevedo Monteiro de Barros and his German wife Gertrud Elisabete Martin.
In 1939, he became adjunct-de-camp of the Guarda Nacional Republicana (English: Republican National Guard). In 1941 he travelled to the German-Russian Front, as an observer, to monitor Wehrmacht movements during the encirclement of Leningrad (the Portuguese volunteers had been incorporated into the Blue Division).
He's got no eyes for any other
With gifts and flowers, you he smothers
Golly gee, what an n-u-t
The girls backstage don't get a look-in
He talks to you even when he's sleeping
Golly gee, what an s-a-p
He don't think it's funny if he spends all his money on you
What can the poor boy do?
He's got no eyes for any other
With gifts and flowers, you he smothers
Golly gee, what an n-u-t, what an s-a-p
When I saw you, walking down the street
You looked the kid of girl, I`d like to meet
The way you fit inside that dress
How was I to know your mind was such a mess
Monotony that`s what you are
Monotony you take it too far
You bore me, you bore me to tears
One day with you seems like years
From all accounts you`ve been that way
Since that day that you were born
Yeah yeah yeah... Met her at the evening classes
Yeah yeah yeah... Madame Lollete
Yeah yeah yeah... She started making French advances
Yeah yeah yeah
I'm a teacher's pet
I'm a teacher's pet
Me and Madame Lollete
She taught me more than French
Satisfaction guaranteed
Satisfaction guaranteed
Satisfaction guaranteed
Oh no Satisfaction guaranteed
Oh oh oh oh
I was looking for a good time
I saw the sign upon the door
Ten steps took me up to her room
Next day I was back for more
I never knew that it could happen
I never felt that way before
As I turned to pay my money
She held me tight and closed the door
Pick me up as you stagger out the door
Pick me up as I picked you up before
So pack-in all your laughing
I'm on my way to hell
But if it's good enough for Jerry-Lee
It's certainly good enough for me
Pick me up as you stagger out the door
Pick me up as I picked you up before
Yeah, I know to old Dino and Jerry-Lee
I'm nothing but a punk
Still drinking like a baby boy, compared to what they've drunk
But one day, they'll be proud of me, if I could only get up of this floor
So pick me up, and lean me against the bar and make me drink some more
Pick me up as you stagger out the door
Pick me up as I picked you up before
Yeah, I know I've had no hard times
And I've always been a mother's boy
And the only heartache I ever knew, was whenever I broke my toy
So pack-in all your laughing
I'm on my way to hell
But if it's good enough for Jerry-Lee
Remembering the movies that we used to see
The only true cowboy in our memory
We meet every evening we drink to your name
Here`s to our hero the only John Wayne
Big John, we miss you
Big John, we miss you
From Stagecoach to Shootist, we`ve seen every one
As big as a mountain, America`s son
Big John if you`re listening, up there in the sky
People walking in the streets are turning grey
As they hurry by they fade away
Boredom everywhere in town
Boredom everywhere around
How no one older seems to care...
I'm gonna pack my bags today
Before my mind starts turning grey
Starts turning grey
The whole wide fucking world is turning grey
Every house along our street is turning grey
Flower gardens turn to stone and fade away
When the TV closes down
Lights out all around
Tenement kids gonna rule the world
And all you hungry tenement girls won't convince me
Life is sweet
Only time I'm happy is when I'm on the streets
'Cos that's where...
Tenement kids... tenement kids don`t lose
And there's tenement kids upstairs downstairs too
Life's easy when you've got no drive
If life's hard, the strong survive
And maybe soon just wait and see
Maybe soon there`s gonna be fighting in the streets
Silver bells, silver bells
Soon it will be Christmas day
Silver bells, silver bells
Soon it will be Christmas day
City sidewalks, busy sidewalks
Dressed in holiday style
In the air
There's a feeling of Christmas
People drinking
People passing
Meeting smile after smile
And on ev'ry street corner you'll hear
Silver bells, silver bells
It's Christmas again in the city
Ring-a-ling, hear them ring
Soon it will be Christmas day
Strings of street lights
Even stop lights
Blink a bright red and green
As the shoppers rush home with their treasures
Hear the snow crunch
See the kids bunch
This is Santa's big scene
And above all this bustle
You'll hear
Silver bells, silver bells
It's Christmas time in the city
Ring-a-ling, hear them ring
Soon it will be Christmas day
Silver bells, silver bells
It's Christmas time in the city
Ring-a-ling, hear them ring
I don't wanna work all day
I don't wanna dress in grey, no
I used to be keen, the brightest boy in school
Now it's all through, 'cause I'm lonely without you
I don't wanna work all day
I don't wanna dress in grey, no
I used to be keen, the brightest boy in school
Now it's all through, 'cause I'm lonely without you
It's just another
It's just another
Another lonely schoolday
It's just another
It's just another
Another lonely schoolday
I don't wanna work all day
I don't wanna make the grade, no
I used to be keen, the brightest boy in school
Now it's all through, 'cause I'm lonely without you
Yeah - yeah, yeah - yeah
Out of all the reindeer you know you're the mastermind
Run, run Rudolph, Randalph's not too far behind
Run, run Rudolph, Santa's got to make it to town
Randalph he can hurry, he can take the freeway down
And away went Rudolph a whizzing like a merry-go-round
Said Santa to a boy child "What have you been longing for?"
"All I want for Christmas is a Rock and Roll electric guitar"
And away went Rudolph a whizzing like a shooting star
Run, run Rudolph, Santa's got to make it to town
Can't you make him hurry, tell him he can take the freeway down
And away went Rudolph a whizzing like a merry-go-round
Said Santa to a girl child "What would you like most to get?"
"I want a little baby doll that can cry, scream and wet"
And away went Rudolph a whizzing like a Saber jet
Hey, poor little rich girl
Mummy loves you, she says you`re beautiful
You`ve got a lot of nerve
When you tell me to forget my girl
Your just fifteen years old
Don`t you think that I know better
Hey, your money isn`t everything
Daddy buys you boys now you want a wedding ring
You`ve got a lot to learn
If you think that I`ll forget her
Your just a little girl
Can`t you see that I know better
No luxury`s are gonna change the way I feel for you
You gotta be kidding, you gotta be kidding
You can`t buy me
People say you just can`t be too careful
A bird in the hand I`m sure you know
Don`t go lying on the bible
If you do then God will know
People can be very superstitious
Looking for the black cat on the road
Don`t go walking under ladders
Look left and right before you go
I like walking under ladders
I always break my mirror shades
My eggs are always in one basket
Nothing ventured nothing gained
People say you just can`t be too careful
Nailing horseshoes on your door
Don`t forget to cross your fingers
Through the concrete piazzas they roam
Safe in numbers they're never alone
The mutant offspring of council house schemes
The dreaded nightmare of town planners dreams
Neighbourhood brats, neighbourhood brats
Folks step aside when they pass
You blame the teachers, the troubles at home
You blame the parents, where did we go wrong
You blame the violence in films that they see
You blame the drugs, the sex on TV
Neighbourhood brats, neighbourhood brats
Church goers hide when they pass
And then he kicked me...
Blame the plastic, the concrete and glass
The carefully measured out pieces of grass
The comprehensive's concentration camp wall
The desolated community hall
The one-car garage and semi-detached
Neat little garden and yard at the back
The little boxes with nowhere to hide
Hey boy what are you gonna do
Now that everybody`s looking at you?
Hurry now you ain`t got the time
Up front in the firing line
You gotta make your mind up right now
Any time any place any how
You gotta stand up to what`s in front now
Watcha gonna do
Hey boy what are you gonna do
There ain`t no future so you better make your mind up now
U... S.... I... She should have told me
U... S... I... Too young for me
U... S... I...
Stood there in her old school frock
Concealing everything she's got
Didn`t look like that when it happened
Looked at least seventeen
But that's not what the jury sees
How was I supposed to know - it was...
One! she should have told me
Two! they wanna hold me
Three! they won't parole me
Nobody likes me
Everybody hates me
Just because I eat worms
Short fat hairy ones
Long tall skinny ones
See how the little ones squirm
Bite all their heads off
Suck all the juice out
Throw the empty skins away
Nobody Likes me
Everybody hates me
Cos I eat worms all day
Nobody likes us
Everybody hates us
Just because we eat worms
Short fat hairy ones
Long tall skinny ones
See how the little ones squirm
Bite all their heads off
Suck all the juice out
Throw the empty skins away
Nobody Likes us
Everybody hates us
Oh no not another
Lying on his marble throne
Surrounded by his so called friends
Rag doll died alone
Terminal love
Terminal love
Oh terminal love
Terminal love
Just another mixed up junkie
Just another lonely heart
Dead and soon to be forgotten
Killed by greedy showbiz tarts
Knock knock knocking on heavens door
(Hank, James, Buddy, Eddie)
Knock knock knocking on heavens door
(Jim, Gene, Brian),
Knock knock knocking on heavens door
(Jimi, Marc, Elvis)
Knock knock knocking on heavens door
When marimba rhythms start to play
Dance with me, make me sway
Like a lazy ocean holds the shore
Hold me close, sway me more
Like a flower bending in the breeze
Bend with me, sway with me
When you dance you have a way with me
Sway with me, sway with me
Other dancers may be on the floor
But my eyes will see no one but you
Only you have that magic technique
When we sway I go weak
I can hear the sound of violins
Long before it begin
Sway as only you know how
Stille Nacht! Heilige Nacht!
Alles schläft; einsam wacht
Nur das traute heilige Paar.
Holder Knab im lockigten Haar,
Schlafe in himmlischer Ruh!
Schlafe in himmlischer Ruh!
Stille Nacht! Heilige Nacht!
Hirten erst kundgemacht
Durch der Engel Alleluja,
Tönt es laut bei Ferne und Nah:
Jesus der Retter ist da!
Jesus der Retter ist da!
Stille Nacht! Heilige Nacht!
Alles schläft; einsam wacht
Nur das traute heilige Paar.
Holder Knab im lockigten Haar,
Schlafe in himmlischer Ruh!
The girl that you just met is an angel
And she'll make heaven, here on earth just for you
But it's because you are a friend of mine
I'll have to lay it on the line
And tell you it ain't true
Now you may find it hard to swallow
That she ain't all you thought her to be
But it's because you are a friend of mine
I'll have to lay it on the line
Somehow I've got to make you see
Your angel comes down from heaven
Every night and comes to town
She hangs around the bar rooms
And comforts any man around
Anyone who's got the money
To fill her glass once more
Oooh, oooh, she's no angel
Oooh, oooh, she's no angel
You think you`re pretty and ya, you think you`re smart
That`s two things you got wrong and that`s just the start
Where d`ya get that notion that you control my heart
Silly little scrubber silly little tart
You mean nothing to me I`m just playing around
Silly little scrubber
I give you money and I buy you things
Satin dresses and golden rings
You know what I want in return for those things
So get upstairs when your doorbell rings
I`m coming round for the thing that`s mine
And you better show me a good time
You make it so easy to be cruel
And to be greedy and not to care at all
You won`t claim no respect
So what do you expect
Now that it`s time to crawl
You only get what you deserve
And there`s plenty more in reserve
So please don`t be sad, I`m picking up the tab
We wish you a Merry Christmas;
We wish you a Merry Christmas;
We wish you a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year.
Good tidings we bring to you and your kin;
Good tidings for Christmas and a Happy New Year.
Oh, bring us a figgy pudding;
Oh, bring us a figgy pudding;
Oh, bring us a figgy pudding and a cup of good cheer
We won't go until we get some;
We won't go until we get some;
We won't go until we get some, so bring some out here
We wish you a Merry Christmas;
We wish you a Merry Christmas;
You've got a pocket full of easy money
And it talks to you
And a handful of friends who only
Wanna crawl for you
You`ve got a taste for the easy action
And it grows on you
You thought you could lick it now you can`t kick it...
And it shows on you
They say that crime doesn`t pay but you... know it do
Because you found a way to make it... work for you
Daddy doesn`t understand...
He`s never been a part of your plans
You`ve been working on the wrong arm of the law
You`ve been working on the wrong arm of the law
Well your daddy`s out selling pictures
And pulling strings for you
And your mama`s in the bedroom crying
And packing things for you
You got a pocket full of easy money
And it talks for you
But all your money ain`t gonna help you...
Well I was strolling down the Rue Morgue
Walking with my French dog Andre
When I saw a pretty Fille
She was walking down the street, coming my way
Well I took that little girl by the hand
I said hey babe I`ll be your man
And she said 'je ne comprend pas'
Va te faire enculer
That`s what she told me, a dictionary please
Va te faire enculer
I think she likes me, oui
I said tell me where you stay
She said 'qu'est-ce vous direz'
I said let's go there
I said tell me what`s your nom
She said allez-vous-en
I said hi, Ali
I said I never got to learn any French
I took Technical Drawing instead
Come they told me, pa rub a dum dum
A new born King to see, pa rub a dum dum
Our finest gifts we bring, pa rub a dum dum
To lay before the King, pa rub a dum dum,
rub a dum dum, rub a dum dum,
So to honor Him, pa rub a dum dum,
When we come.
Little Baby, pa rub a dum dum
I am a poor boy too, pa rub a dum dum
I have no gift to bring, pa rub a dum dum
That's fit to give the King, pa rub a dum dum,
rub a dum dum, rub a dum dum,
Shall I play for you, pa rub a dum dum,
On my drum?
Mary nodded, pa rub a dum dum
The ox and lamb kept time, pa rub a dum dum
I played my drum for Him, pa rub a dum dum
I played my best for Him, pa rub a dum dum,
rub a dum dum, rub a dum dum,
Then He smiled at me, pa rub a dum dum
In de jungle, where de white man never go
In de jungle, we take off all de clothes
In de jungle, where de missionary sleep
I wish I had a girl, a girl like you
Someone who would love, love me too
A girl like mum, I could be my son
If I was my dad
Woah -oh, oh, Woah -oh, oh, Woah -oh, oh,
I wish I had a girl like mummy, just like mummy
Woah -oh, oh, Woah -oh, oh, Woah -oh, oh,
I wish I had a girl like mummy, just like mummy
She would feed me in my chair
Wash my clothes and comb my hair
Clean the egg-stains from my chin
Make my bed and tuck me in
Like mummy, oh yeah
Just like mummy, oh yeah
Like mummy, oh yeah
I would throw away my switchblade
Appreciate the love that she gave
I would be in ecstasy
I'm not ready... I'm not ready
Too young to go steady
I`m not ready... I'm not ready
Too young to go steady
One girl, one night
Just once, maybe twice
No tears, no ties
Here I come... Ow!
All I wanna do is screw with you
What do you wanna do?
I've gone and sold everything I own
The GPO wanna cut off my phone
My landlady she says I gotta go
She says I gotta leave
I'm out a work and I`m outta the dole
I've got no food and my room is cold
Wish I knew what the future holds
Will it always be...
No money...
I got no money
No money...
Money's all gone
Politicians shaking hands with the queen
Power kings with a power dream
Crawling forward on their hands and knees
For an OBE
Money men down on money street
Business men into business deals
Drive their Sunday colour limousines
Another lonely night
And I'm wondering what I'll do
How I'm gonna face
The things you put me through
Wondering if you'll call
Tell me I'm your man
It's getting to be hard
Never knowing where I am
But when you start to play the games you play
You begin to cry out, "Please don't leave me, don't ya tease me" (stay)
You can give it, but you sure can't take it
You can't take it, you can't take it
You can give it, but you sure can't take it
You can't take it, you can't take it
Friends all shake their heads
Tell me I'm a fool
To put up with your moods
When you're hot and when you're cool
Wondering if you'll call
Tell me I'm your man
It's getting to be hard
So you're gonna save us, oh yeah
By kissing babies
You're on the TV, you bore us to death
Your by-elections are a pain in the neck
You carry cases and you sit on a bench
Just like schoolboys
Our leaders, we must be crazy
Our leaders, we're all crazy
Long holidays, oh yeah
The old schoolboys, the way you squabble everytime that you meet
The clever ones have all fallen asleep
We only see you when you're saving your seat
Well I've been working all summer and I ain't got nothing to show
I'm feeling kinda dirty, I need a shot of rock and roll
Monday, get to Friday, I feel like letting go
Well my temperature's rising and it feels like I'm ready to blow
Julie says she's busy and she acts like 50 below
Always says she love me, but she keep on telling me no
Yeah, let me walk, let me walk, let me walk, let me walk
Let me walk, let me walk, let me walk, let me walk
Let me walk, let me walk, let me walk, let me walk
I've been waiting far too long
For another girl to come along
I`ve been wasting all my time
Looking for a girl that I`d call mine
All my days and nights I spend... held in ecstasy
Waiting for that special friend to give some sympathy
Just some love and sympathy
I've been going everywhere
Looking for a love that I can share
Stop the world I'm getting old
I'll maybe miss my chance and lose that girl
All my days and nights I spend held in ecstasy
Waiting for that special friend to give some sympathy
Just some love and sympathy
We'll I'm waiting for the lady
Waiting for the lady
Waiting for the lady
Yes I'm waiting for the lady
Waiting for the lady
You think I'm worried
Heartbroke and sorry
It couldn't happen to me
How 'bout a smile honey
How 'bout a kiss
How 'bout a tumble with me
Cos all the girls in the neighbourhood
All wanna tumble with me
Wake up little Susie
Stop pickin' your nose
Wake up little Susie
Cut out your high-heeled pose
Cos all the girls in the neighbourhood
All wanna tumble with me
Come on now tumble with me
Tumble with me girl
I'm gonna get you girl, just wait and see
I'll win eventually
How 'bout a smile honey
How 'bout a kiss
Well I think I'd better warn you
'Bout the kids on the corner tonight
Cos the human jungle's gonna see some rumble tonight
We'll be ripping up the seats
Runnin' wild in the streets tonight
Better start runnin' when you hear us coming tonight
Better lock away your daughters
'Cos there's gonna be a slaughter tonight
Don't care if it`s wrong
Don't care if it's right
What you doing 'cos you're getting it all wrong
Where you going 'cos you know you ain't that strong
What you doing when the wait becomes too long
What you doing, what you doing when your time runs out
Do you know what you wanna become now
Do you know if they really object now
Would you know if I asked you to say how
What you doing what you doing when your time runs out
Taking all the world... ah ah
Trying to be heard... ah ah
Taking on the world... ah ah
But a who wants to know when you're two nil down
Taking on the world... ah ah
Taking on the world... ah ah
Well I'd just like to say
That I can't find a way
To say what I wanna say
Well there's a blizzard blowin' hard
And from the Alfred we've been barred
And John's so pissed that he can't hardly stand.
Listen to that drunken git
'Cause now he's being sick
But it's only a hundred yards to The Warrington!
Yes, it's only a hundred yards to The Warrington!
You can bet we're on Tom's mind
'Cause it's nearly closing time.
And pretty soon last orders will be called.
Christ, my balls feel like they're froze
And there's numbness in my toes
And it's only eighty yards to The Warrington!
Yes it's only eighty yards to The Warrington!
John, get up you drunken git
Don't just lie there in that fucking shit
I know we're pissed but we can make it if we try.
Alright, I guess it's best if we
Stop a fucking while and rest
But it's only twenty yards to The Warrington!
Yes, it's only twenty yards to The Warrington!
Late that night the storm was gone
And I found them there alone
He could've made it, but he wouldn't leave old John.
I found them froze in the street
Jack's boot down John's teeth.
They were only ten more yards from my house, that is The Warrington!
You go your way
You go your way, I'll go mine
Maybe someday
Another place another time
When you find a substitute
Someone who can step in my shoes
And I`m hoping you do... I've got nothing to lose
Cos you can`t hurt a memory
Can't hurt a memory
Can't hurt a memory
You can't hurt me
Will you miss me
Miss the way I crawled for you
If you need me
Don`t call me I`ll call you
I'm strong enough to know what to do
But not enough to make it with you
Hey what'cha talking about
I hope you know
Something you've thought about
It doesn't show
You've got so much to say
I wonder why
Is what you're saying just
Another line?
I hear you talking
It seems to me
You ain't said nothing yet
Talk is cheap
Talking... Talking... Talking...
Talk talk talk
Some people die because
They really care
Some folks get crucified
See the girl with cymbals on her fingers
Entering through the door
Ruby glistening from her navel
Shimmering round the floor
Bells on feet go ting-a-ling-a-linging
Going through my head
Sweat is falling just-a like-a tear drop
Running from her hair
Now she dancing, going through the movements
Swaying to and fro
Body moving, bringing back a memory
Thoughts of long ago
Blood is rushing, temperature is rising
Sweating from my brow
Like a snake, her body fascinates me
I can't look away now
Stop, stop, stop all the dancing
Give me time to breathe
Stop, stop, stop all the dancing
Or I'll have to leave
Now she's moving all around the tables
Luring all in sight
But I know that she cannot see me
Hidden by the light
Closer, closer she is getting nearer
Soon she'll be in reach
As I enter into a spotlight
She stands lost for speech
Now I hold her, people are staring
Don't know what to think
And we struggle, knocking over tables
Spilling all the drinks
Can't they understand that I want her
Happens every week
Heavy hand upon my collar
Why'd ya never, why'd ya never smile
Did they beat 'cha when you was a child
Did you ever, ever have a friend
Fair weather never came again
Come on baby come on give me a smile
You're so depressing, you`re such a serious child
Come on baby... come on baby
Come on baby... come on baby
Come on give me a smile
You were looking, you were looking through
Back pages of Sniffin' Glue
You were hoping, you were hoping to
Sunday evening, I`m outta my brain
Monday morning, you tell me your name
Wednesday, Thursday, I`m going insane
Friday evening, I call you again
Weekend, weekend, weekend
Weekend - I gotta little money to spend
Weekend - I wanna make you my weekend
Weekend - I wanna make you more than my friend
Weekend
Weekend - I gotta little money to spend
Weekend - I'm gonna make you my weekend
Weekend - I wanna make you more than my friend
Monday morning, it`s going too slow
I can`t talk to nobody I know
Wednesday, Thursday, mind going A.W.O.L.
You wanna know what it's like
Condemned to live with you
It's some kind of suicide
Some phase that I'm through
I ain't sadistic, masochistic
You and me are through
I`m sick to death of everything you do
And if I'm gonna have a puke you bet yer life I'll puke on you
I'm gonna be, gonna be sick on you
I'm gonna be, gonna be sick on you
I'm gonna be, gonna be sick on you
All down your face, your dress, your legs and your shoes...
Sick on you
Give it to me babe
Give it to me babe
Give it to me babe
It's been six weeks and that`s six weeks too long
You thought we were Romeo and Juliet
You couldn't have been more wrong
So pack your rags in to your bags
Get back where you belong
I`m sure they miss you, it`s really quite a shame
T.C.P. it cured my acne
T.C.P. it left me pimple free...hey!
Johnny, Joey, Tommy, Dee Dee
T.C.P. will leave you pimple free...hey!
T.C.P. it cured my acne
When I was looking through the hole in my pocket I found the ticket for the two-forty-five
Well I was broke and I decided to hawk it but my watch said it was quarter to five
Well my doctor`s such a useful connection so I called in just to ask for the score
He gave me coca-cola under prescription and he told me...
don`t come back for more
I'll see ya later, I'll see ya later
I'll see ya later, I'll see ya later
and that might be too soon
Well I wandered to the phone on the corner just to ask about the national health
But the man at the Department Of Rumour said they tell me that it's not very well
Well I was leaving and I reached for the handle and the receiver fell right off of the wall
A man passing said you`re a vandal and he told me...
What you need's a war
Called into the army recruitment, yeah I told them I was looking for fun
They said we haven`t got a lot at the moment but there should be one in Africa soon
It`s in the summer when the natives get restless and maybe I should call back in June
Of course we`ve always got the local in Belfast but it's our bet...
I don't know much about history
I don't know much about biology
I don't know much about science book
I don't know much about French I took
All I do know is that I love you
And I wonder if you love me too
What a wonderful world this would be
What a wonderful world this would be
I don't know much about geography
I don't know much about trigonometry
I don't know much about algebra
I don't know what a slide rule is for
But I do know one and one is two
And I wonder if you love me too
What a wonderful world this would be
What a wonderful world this would be
I don't claim to be an "A" student
That's what I'm trying to be
Cos by being an "A" student baby
I'm dreaming of a white Christmas
Just like the ones I used to know
Where the treetops glisten,
and children listen
To hear sleigh bells in the snow
I'm dreaming of a white Christmas
With every Christmas card I write
May your days be merry and bright
And may all your Christmases be white
I'm dreaming of a white Christmas
With every Christmas card I write
May your days be merry and bright
Oh Lucy don't lie to me
Lucy don't lie to me
Cos I don't want excuses oh no
No I don't need excuses
Lucy, Lucy please don't cry to me
Lucy, Lucy don't cry
Oh Lucy don't cry to me
Lucy don't lie to me
Cos I don't need excuses oh no
No I don't want excuses
Lucy, Lucy
Lucy, Lucy
May the good Lord bless and keep you
Whether near or far away
May you find that long awaited
Golden day today
May your troubles all be small ones
And your fortune ten times ten
May the good Lord bless and keep you
'Til we meet again
May you walk with sunlight shining
And a bluebird in every tree
May there be a silver lining
Back of every cloud you see
Fill your dreams with sweet tomorrows
Never mind what might have been
May the good Lord bless and keep you
'Til we meet again
Fill your dreams with swee-eet tomorrows
Never mind what might have been
May the good Lord bless a-and keep you
'Til we meet again
May the good Lord bless a-and keep you
'Til we mee-eet