'Black 47' is featured as a movie character in the following productions:

The Saint of Fort Washington (1993)

Quotes:

Jerry: Maybe you ain't schizophrenic. Maybe you're just a saint.

[to a black couple who tipped him for washing their windshield]::Matthew: Thank you. May all your children be white.

Little Leroy, Fort Washington Bully: Meeeeeeooooowwwwww. Kitty cat. I'm always where th'moneyzat.

Little Leroy, Fort Washington Bully: [sees Matthew handing out smokes] Meeeooow. Kitty cat, I'm always where th' money'zat::[pause]::Little Leroy, Fort Washington Bully: Doncha know th' Bowery rate of exchange, boy?::Matthew: No.::Little Leroy, Fort Washington Bully: We here, in Washington Heights, that's in th' northern tip of the island of Manhattan, but we still operate at the Bowery rate.::Matthew: Yeah, I don't know it.::Little Leroy, Fort Washington Bully: Twenty cents, baby. Two thin dimes a smoke.::[holds smokes out to Matthew]::Little Leroy, Fort Washington Bully: These my loosies. See, I th' loosies representative 'round here, y'understand? Now, y'settin' a bad example, boy. Y'takin' unfair advantage of dis here black man. I mean, how can a man compete yuh givin' it away fuh'nuthin'? See, it takes years to establish a rate of exchange an' yuh'destroyin' it in one night. Now you declare economic war on me::[gets up to grab Matthew]::Little Leroy, Fort Washington Bully: , I declare it right back. You strike th' first blow, now it's my turn.

Jerry: Thank you kindly.

Jerry: It's your world, we just live on it...

Jerry: Who are you?::Matthew: I'm a photographer::Jerry: Yea, and I'm the Lone Ranger, but without a horse.

Jerry: A dime, Matthew! A dime!

Jerry: This here little pill made by Mr. Johnson & Johnson. Th' God's true representative on earth. It ain't th' churches, or them synagogues, or the Pope... That jus' propaganda. It's th' pharmaceutical companies... Mr. Johnson & Johnson separatin' this black man from his pain. Yeh...::[takes pill]::Jerry: Hallaluyah!

City Employee: [thumping on door] Let's go! Let's go! We got th' building comin' down! Everybody move it out!::City Employee: [thumping on door] We got th' building coming down! Everybody out! Let's go! Move it out!::City Employee: [thumping on door] Let's go, folks! Move it out!... Move it out! We've got five minutes!::City Employee: Building's comin' down! We gotta move! C'mon now! Let's go, folks! Move it out!

Actors Danny Glover (actor), Danny Glover (actor), Irma St. Paule (actress), Robert Dawson (miscellaneous crew), Daniel von Bargen (actor), Aida Turturro (actress), Ving Rhames (actor), Kevin Corrigan (actor), James Newton Howard (composer), Matt Dillon (actor), Michael Badalucco (actor), Peter Appel (actor), David V. Picker (producer), Nina Siemaszko (actress), Ellis Williams (actor),

The Saint of Fort Washington (1993)

Quotes:

Jerry: Maybe you ain't schizophrenic. Maybe you're just a saint.

[to a black couple who tipped him for washing their windshield]::Matthew: Thank you. May all your children be white.

Little Leroy, Fort Washington Bully: Meeeeeeooooowwwwww. Kitty cat. I'm always where th'moneyzat.

Little Leroy, Fort Washington Bully: [sees Matthew handing out smokes] Meeeooow. Kitty cat, I'm always where th' money'zat::[pause]::Little Leroy, Fort Washington Bully: Doncha know th' Bowery rate of exchange, boy?::Matthew: No.::Little Leroy, Fort Washington Bully: We here, in Washington Heights, that's in th' northern tip of the island of Manhattan, but we still operate at the Bowery rate.::Matthew: Yeah, I don't know it.::Little Leroy, Fort Washington Bully: Twenty cents, baby. Two thin dimes a smoke.::[holds smokes out to Matthew]::Little Leroy, Fort Washington Bully: These my loosies. See, I th' loosies representative 'round here, y'understand? Now, y'settin' a bad example, boy. Y'takin' unfair advantage of dis here black man. I mean, how can a man compete yuh givin' it away fuh'nuthin'? See, it takes years to establish a rate of exchange an' yuh'destroyin' it in one night. Now you declare economic war on me::[gets up to grab Matthew]::Little Leroy, Fort Washington Bully: , I declare it right back. You strike th' first blow, now it's my turn.

Jerry: Thank you kindly.

Jerry: It's your world, we just live on it...

Jerry: Who are you?::Matthew: I'm a photographer::Jerry: Yea, and I'm the Lone Ranger, but without a horse.

Jerry: A dime, Matthew! A dime!

Jerry: This here little pill made by Mr. Johnson & Johnson. Th' God's true representative on earth. It ain't th' churches, or them synagogues, or the Pope... That jus' propaganda. It's th' pharmaceutical companies... Mr. Johnson & Johnson separatin' this black man from his pain. Yeh...::[takes pill]::Jerry: Hallaluyah!

City Employee: [thumping on door] Let's go! Let's go! We got th' building comin' down! Everybody move it out!::City Employee: [thumping on door] We got th' building coming down! Everybody out! Let's go! Move it out!::City Employee: [thumping on door] Let's go, folks! Move it out!... Move it out! We've got five minutes!::City Employee: Building's comin' down! We gotta move! C'mon now! Let's go, folks! Move it out!

Actors Danny Glover (actor), Danny Glover (actor), Irma St. Paule (actress), Robert Dawson (miscellaneous crew), Daniel von Bargen (actor), Aida Turturro (actress), Ving Rhames (actor), Kevin Corrigan (actor), James Newton Howard (composer), Matt Dillon (actor), Michael Badalucco (actor), Peter Appel (actor), David V. Picker (producer), Nina Siemaszko (actress), Ellis Williams (actor),

The Saint of Fort Washington (1993)

Quotes:

Jerry: Maybe you ain't schizophrenic. Maybe you're just a saint.

[to a black couple who tipped him for washing their windshield]::Matthew: Thank you. May all your children be white.

Little Leroy, Fort Washington Bully: Meeeeeeooooowwwwww. Kitty cat. I'm always where th'moneyzat.

Little Leroy, Fort Washington Bully: [sees Matthew handing out smokes] Meeeooow. Kitty cat, I'm always where th' money'zat::[pause]::Little Leroy, Fort Washington Bully: Doncha know th' Bowery rate of exchange, boy?::Matthew: No.::Little Leroy, Fort Washington Bully: We here, in Washington Heights, that's in th' northern tip of the island of Manhattan, but we still operate at the Bowery rate.::Matthew: Yeah, I don't know it.::Little Leroy, Fort Washington Bully: Twenty cents, baby. Two thin dimes a smoke.::[holds smokes out to Matthew]::Little Leroy, Fort Washington Bully: These my loosies. See, I th' loosies representative 'round here, y'understand? Now, y'settin' a bad example, boy. Y'takin' unfair advantage of dis here black man. I mean, how can a man compete yuh givin' it away fuh'nuthin'? See, it takes years to establish a rate of exchange an' yuh'destroyin' it in one night. Now you declare economic war on me::[gets up to grab Matthew]::Little Leroy, Fort Washington Bully: , I declare it right back. You strike th' first blow, now it's my turn.

Jerry: Thank you kindly.

Jerry: It's your world, we just live on it...

Jerry: Who are you?::Matthew: I'm a photographer::Jerry: Yea, and I'm the Lone Ranger, but without a horse.

Jerry: A dime, Matthew! A dime!

Jerry: This here little pill made by Mr. Johnson & Johnson. Th' God's true representative on earth. It ain't th' churches, or them synagogues, or the Pope... That jus' propaganda. It's th' pharmaceutical companies... Mr. Johnson & Johnson separatin' this black man from his pain. Yeh...::[takes pill]::Jerry: Hallaluyah!

City Employee: [thumping on door] Let's go! Let's go! We got th' building comin' down! Everybody move it out!::City Employee: [thumping on door] We got th' building coming down! Everybody out! Let's go! Move it out!::City Employee: [thumping on door] Let's go, folks! Move it out!... Move it out! We've got five minutes!::City Employee: Building's comin' down! We gotta move! C'mon now! Let's go, folks! Move it out!

Actors Danny Glover (actor), Danny Glover (actor), Irma St. Paule (actress), Robert Dawson (miscellaneous crew), Daniel von Bargen (actor), Aida Turturro (actress), Ving Rhames (actor), Kevin Corrigan (actor), James Newton Howard (composer), Matt Dillon (actor), Michael Badalucco (actor), Peter Appel (actor), David V. Picker (producer), Nina Siemaszko (actress), Ellis Williams (actor),

The Saint of Fort Washington (1993)

Quotes:

Jerry: Maybe you ain't schizophrenic. Maybe you're just a saint.

[to a black couple who tipped him for washing their windshield]::Matthew: Thank you. May all your children be white.

Little Leroy, Fort Washington Bully: Meeeeeeooooowwwwww. Kitty cat. I'm always where th'moneyzat.

Little Leroy, Fort Washington Bully: [sees Matthew handing out smokes] Meeeooow. Kitty cat, I'm always where th' money'zat::[pause]::Little Leroy, Fort Washington Bully: Doncha know th' Bowery rate of exchange, boy?::Matthew: No.::Little Leroy, Fort Washington Bully: We here, in Washington Heights, that's in th' northern tip of the island of Manhattan, but we still operate at the Bowery rate.::Matthew: Yeah, I don't know it.::Little Leroy, Fort Washington Bully: Twenty cents, baby. Two thin dimes a smoke.::[holds smokes out to Matthew]::Little Leroy, Fort Washington Bully: These my loosies. See, I th' loosies representative 'round here, y'understand? Now, y'settin' a bad example, boy. Y'takin' unfair advantage of dis here black man. I mean, how can a man compete yuh givin' it away fuh'nuthin'? See, it takes years to establish a rate of exchange an' yuh'destroyin' it in one night. Now you declare economic war on me::[gets up to grab Matthew]::Little Leroy, Fort Washington Bully: , I declare it right back. You strike th' first blow, now it's my turn.

Jerry: Thank you kindly.

Jerry: It's your world, we just live on it...

Jerry: Who are you?::Matthew: I'm a photographer::Jerry: Yea, and I'm the Lone Ranger, but without a horse.

Jerry: A dime, Matthew! A dime!

Jerry: This here little pill made by Mr. Johnson & Johnson. Th' God's true representative on earth. It ain't th' churches, or them synagogues, or the Pope... That jus' propaganda. It's th' pharmaceutical companies... Mr. Johnson & Johnson separatin' this black man from his pain. Yeh...::[takes pill]::Jerry: Hallaluyah!

City Employee: [thumping on door] Let's go! Let's go! We got th' building comin' down! Everybody move it out!::City Employee: [thumping on door] We got th' building coming down! Everybody out! Let's go! Move it out!::City Employee: [thumping on door] Let's go, folks! Move it out!... Move it out! We've got five minutes!::City Employee: Building's comin' down! We gotta move! C'mon now! Let's go, folks! Move it out!

Actors Danny Glover (actor), Danny Glover (actor), Irma St. Paule (actress), Robert Dawson (miscellaneous crew), Daniel von Bargen (actor), Aida Turturro (actress), Ving Rhames (actor), Kevin Corrigan (actor), James Newton Howard (composer), Matt Dillon (actor), Michael Badalucco (actor), Peter Appel (actor), David V. Picker (producer), Nina Siemaszko (actress), Ellis Williams (actor),

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  Our Lady Of The Bronxshow lyrics

  Our Lady Of The Bronx

  Oh Mary Mary, I think I'm crackin' up
  Everthing is fallin' apart
  My arms are empty and you have just put
  A fourty-five slug through my heart
  I've been riding the D train alll day and all the night
  And I just can't seem to come down
  I wish I could reach you but you're so out of touch
  And now you don't even want me around
  Didn't I do everything you asked me to
  Didn't I give you everything you wanted
  So why are you always down there on your knees
  Prayin' to Our Lady of the Bronx
  Out on Decatur a crowd has gathered round
  A Hasidic hangin' on a cross
  On his knees down in the gutter
  A Mayo man is blessin' himself
  >From deep inside a tenement building
  A Cuban woman raises her voice
  She'd just heard the news on Channel 11
  "Madonna appearin' in the Bronx"
  Oh Mary Mary, I can't make it on my own
  This town is tearin' me apart
  We've got to get out, we've got to get back home
  The walls are closin' in fast
  I can hear their footsteps comin'
  Now they've stopped outside our door
  This could be our last chance
  But you won't come with me, will you
  No you'd sooner stay and pray for redemption

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  Oh Maureenshow lyrics

  Oh Maureen

  Oh Maureen
  Maureen got married to a sanitation worker
  She's livin' out in Brooklyn with her mother in law
  And when her old man's sleepin'
  Maureen comes creepin' down to the local bar
  She stands there by the juke box in her violent lipstick
  Givin' all the old men heart attacks
  Oh Maureen, dial my number baby
  You know that I will always take you back
  Beat me, whip me, make me write bad checks
  Ooh, I'd do anything for you
  Oh Maureen, don't be so mean
  You know, I'll always be in lust with you
  You know, I'm out there waitin' for you somewhere
  I can feel the steam comin' off-a you
  Oh Maureen, don't be so mean
  You know, I'll always be in lust with you
  C'mon
  Maureen, I never stopped thinkin' about you
  Though you kicked me out on the street
  Sayin', ?Take your songs and your Stratocaster
  See if they're half as good in bed as me"
  Then one night out on the road, called you on a pay-phone
  "Forgive me, darlin', I'll be back in a week"
  A voice said, "Hey stupid, she want a man not a kid
  Maureen is comin' back to Canarsie with me"
  Beat me, whip me, make me write bad checks
  Ooh, I'd do anything for you
  Oh Maureen, don't be so mean
  You know, I'll always be in lust with you
  You know, I'm out there waitin' for you somewhere
  I can feel the steam comin' off-a you
  Oh Maureen, don't be so mean
  You know, I'll always be in lust with you
  Yeah
  Oh, oh, oh, oh Maureen
  You just don't know how I feel
  Oh, oh, oh, oh Maureen
  I think, I'm ready to scream
  Oh, oh, oh, oh Maureen
  You just don't know how I feel
  Oh, oh, oh, oh Maureen
  Oh Maureen, just the very thought of you
  Makes me weak at the knees
  Just passin' by our old apartment
  Sends my body shiverin'
  Throwin' caution to the wind, I'm comin' back to Brooklyn
  I'm gonna save you from yourself
  Put on your violent lipstick, meet me by the fire escape
  Can't bear to think about you wrapped around somebody else
  Beat me, whip me, make me write bad checks
  Ooh, I'd do anything for you
  Oh Maureen, don't be so mean
  You know, I'll always be in lust with you
  You know, I'm out there waitin' for you somewhere
  I can feel the steam comin' off-a you
  Oh Maureen, don't be so mean
  You know, I'll always be in lust with you
  C'mon
  Oh Maureen, I've been so bad
  I deserve everything, Maureen
  I need some of your sweet salvation
  I deserve everything
  Oh Maureen, Maureen, Maureen

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  Funky Ceilishow lyrics

  Funky Ceili

  Bridie was teachin' out in Carysfort
  I was workin' in the bank
  2 paycheques every Friday
  And a Morris Minor out the back
  But I was mad for jigs and reels
  Drinkin' dirty big pints of stout
  When the Bank of Ireland gave me the boot
  They said "Don't let the door hit your arse on the way
  out."
  Fiddlee diddlee deidely dee
  I was born to play the funky ceili
  Over the seas and far away, off to Ameri-kay
  Fiddlee diddlee deidely dee
  Where the wild, wild women were waitin' for me
  Think of me Bridie whenever you see me there on your
  I love you, a cushla, but how could I be
  Without me punky funky ceili
  Bridie broke down and started to bawl
  When I told her about me divorce from the bank
  She said "I've got news of me own, a stor,
  I'm 2 months late, it's not with the rent"
  She said I'd have to be tellin' her Da
  So we drove the Morris Minor to Cork
  The ould fella said "You've got two choices,
  Castration, or a one way ticket to New York!"
  So here I am up on Bainbridge Avenue
  Still in one piece but glad I'm alive
  Drinkin' dirty big glasses of porter
  Playin' me jigs and me reels and me slides
  Think of you, Bridie, whenever I'm sober
  Which isn't too often, I have to confess
  Take good care of the Morris Minor
  Bad luck to your Da
  And give the baby a great big kiss....
  From his Daddy in the Bronx
  Oh Bridie, I'm still crazy about you, girl
  Does the baby look like me, Bridie?
  Has he got red hair and glasses?
  Oh, Bridie, sell the Morris Minor
  Come on out to America, girl
  The pubs never close over here
  I've got a palace up on Bainbridge Avenue
  I've got the biggest bed in the world, girl,

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  Losin Itshow lyrics

  Losin It

  Oh, oh, oh, oh
  Chuckie said, "I don't know what's goin' on
  I'm down on my knees and I'm ah uh losin' it
  Been up and down this New York town
  Lookin' for a break just a fair shake of it"
  But the people all got concrete
  In their eyes and their points of view
  The taxis and the mailboxes all wanna make love to me
  Exactly like you used to do
  And oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
  Oh, I'm ah, uh, uh losin' it
  Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, I'm down on my knees
  I'm ah, uh, uh losin' it
  Here come a cop, "I heard she left you, son
  But it's time that you picked up the pieces
  The whole town's talkin' about you
  Ever since your waitress gave you the deep freeze"
  And now she's runnin' with a cab driver
  Who swears, he's the crucified King of Siam
  But Jesus is comin', so hold on
  He's just stalled up around the bend
  Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
  Oh, I'm ah, uh, uh losin' it
  Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, I'm down on my knees
  I'm ah, uh, uh losin' it
  You say, "Why don't I go see a shrink
  But I don't need to spend a grand a month
  To know that I'm out of my head"
  'Cause you said, "You'd be better off dead than livin' with me"
  My boss said, "What the hell's goin' on
  The whole firm knows that you're losin' it?"
  I just jumped up on his desk, did a Celtic war dance
  Teach that fool a lesson
  Then they have burned all your lingerie
  And I tried stichin' it back together again
  And then this clock started tickin' in my head
  And oh, oh, oh, oh, here I go again
  Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
  Oh, I'm ah, uh, uh losin' it
  Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, I'm down on my knees
  I'm ah, uh, uh losin' it
  Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
  Oh, I'm ah, uh, uh losin' it
  Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, I'm down on my knees
  I'm ah, uh, uh losin' it
  Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
  Oh, I'm ah, uh, uh losin' it
  Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, I'm down on my knees
  I'm ah, uh, uh losin' it
  Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
  Oh, I'm ah, uh, uh losin' it
  Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, I'm down on my knees

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  Livin' In Americashow lyrics

  Livin' In America

  Oh, it's 6 o'clock and it's time to rock
  And me head is beatin' like a drum
  In the cold gray light, ah I feel like shite
  And I can't remember last night's fun
  Then the foreman says, "C'mon now boys
  Stick your fingers down your throat and get to work"
  And I wish to Christ, I'd stayed home last night
  Instead of drinkin' in America
  Oh, I knock down walls with big iron balls
  And I mix cement by the ton
  With me tongue hangin' out for a bottle of stout
  Sweatin' bullets in the Brooklyn sun
  Then I think of her up on Kings Bridge Road
  Did she mean what she said last night
  Oh Mammy dear, we're all mad over here
  Livin' in America
  On me way downtown, I think of that clown
  And the things that he said last night
  Did he mean 'em at all or was it just drink talk
  Oh, I must look a terrible sight
  Put me makeup on as I watch the sun
  Rise high over Fordham Road
  Oh Mammy dear, we're all mad over here
  Livin' in America
  Oh, the kids aren't dressed and the house is a mess
  And the yuppies are networkin' again
  Kiss their darlin's goodbye, oh, we'll be late tonight
  But we should be home by eleven
  Oh, me little dears dry up your tears
  Your parents are too busy makin' money
  Oh, Mammy dear, we're all mad over here
  Livin' in America
  Workin' with the black man, Dominican and Greek
  In the snows of January or the drenchin' August heat
  No sick days or benefits and for Christ sakes don't get hurt
  The quacks over here won't patch you up
  Unless they see the bucks upfront
  Lookin' after babies from crack of dawn 'til dusk
  Changin' dirty nappies and cleanin' up the house
  Is this what I've been educated for
  To wipe the arise of every baby in America?
  Now the day is done, take the subway home
  Squashed up like some sardine in a a can
  In the Blarney Stone, drink a gallon of foam
  'Til I'm feelin' half myself again
  If she comes tonight, I'll ask her outright
  Ah, what the hell, nothin' ventured nothin' gained
  And if she takes a chance, she might find romance
  Now she's livin' in America
  See him standing there with the ring in his ear
  And the grin on the side of his face
  With the fag in his mouth, oh I should watch out
  For they say that he's a real hard case
  Should I take me chance or say no thanks?
  Ah, what the hell, nothin' ventured nothin' gained
  Oh, Mammy dear, we're all mad over here
  Livin' in America
  Oh, Mammy dear, we're all mad over here
  Livin' in America
  Oh, Mammy dear, we're all mad over here
  Livin' in America
  Oh, Mammy dear, we're all mad over here

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  My Love Is In New Yorkshow lyrics

  My Love Is In New York

  Joined the service out of school in the year of '69
  When the Doors were ridin' on the storm, Hendrix was
  alive
  And before I could blink an eye, I was sent to Vietnam
  To teach them people democracy
  Jesus, what a laugh.
  All across the highlands, we moved in single file
  Lookin' for them Vietcong, I musta crawled a 1000 miles
  But I'd only one thought on me mind,
  'Twas your eyes of emerald green
  My love is in New York, oh she's the only one for me
  I learned to smoke the opium pipe, I learned it all too
  well
  Coz when the shells are bangin' in your ears
  It stops that livin' hell
  Then one night 6 months later
  While in the DMZ
  Me own dear U.S. Air Force blew the hell right out of
  Still I loved my country
  I saluted the old flag
  When you're a boy from Woodside, Queens
  You give it all you have
  'Cause I knew you'd be there waitin'
  With your eyes of emerald green
  My love is in New York and she's the only one for me
  But when I got sent home at last, they jeered and spat
  at me
  They called me a fascist, said I was the enemy
  I could've put up with all of that
  'Twas no big thing to me
  But you killed me with one look of disgust
  From those emerald greens
  Now I sit down here on Broadway, this pavement is me
  home
  The war is long forgotten, for those who stayed at home
  And I wish I had me opium pipe
  To stop that livin' hell
  That's goin' on inside me head, I wish it all so well
  And the Doors still ride by on the storm
  Hendrix hides from Joe
  I should be history around here but where else is there
  to go
  Coz I know you're out there somewhere,
  With your eyes of emerald green

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  Maria's Weddingshow lyrics

  Maria's Wedding

  Oh Maria, I'm so sorry I wrecked your wedding
  You've just gotta believe me
  But just the thought of you takin' your clothes off for that jerk
  Oh, it got me drinkin'
  And then suddenly I'm staggerin' into church
  And I'm dancin' like Baryshnikov all across the high altar
  Oh, I bet that you're still mortified
  But just think, girl and no one's ever gonna be forgetting
  The day I wrecked your wedding
  Oh Maria, I'd get down on my knees girl
  You've just gotta believe me
  But just the sight of you standing there in your brand new weddin' dress
  Oh, it got me so upset
  And your father's screamin', "You no good lazy punk
  I always knew you were a drunk"
  And your mother, she's havin' her 19th nervous breakdown
  But just think girl and no one's ever gonna be forgetting
  The day I wrecked your wedding
  Oh Maria, I'll do anything you ask me to, I swear I'll change
  I'll even give up drinkin', hangin' out with the boys
  'Cause I just can't live without your body and you
  Oh Maria, I'll even sell my Strat, give up the band
  You better believe me, girl, this time it's true
  Oh Maria, I'll even go out and get a job for you
  Oh Maria, I'm so sorry I wrecked your weddin'
  You just got to believe me
  But 10 years from now this is all goin' to be one big happy memory
  Oh your old man he's even gonna grow to love me
  I'll give him 6 grandchildren, I'll be so respectable
  I might even run for President, I will be so electable
  I'll keep you happy and expectable and forever pregnant
  And that way you will never be forgetting
  The day I wrecked your wedding
  Oh Maria, the day I wrecked your wedding, oh
  That way you'll never be forgetting
  That way you'll never be forgetting
  That way you'll never be forgetting
  You'll never, never, never, never, never
  Never, never, never, never, never be forgetting
  That way you'll never be forgetting
  You'll never, never, never, never be forgetting
  That way you'll never be forgetting

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  New York New York 10009show lyrics

  New York New York 10009

  Got into town on a Saturday night
  With a Fender guitar and I checked out the sights
  And I drank my way down to the Lower East Side
  Coz I was nuts about Thunders and Suicide
  Then I formed a band called the Major Thinkers
  With a couple of musicians and some heavy drinkers
  And I went up to Max's and I said, "Hey man,
  I'm gonna blow your club right off the map"
  New York, New York what have you done
  You've wrecked me 'til I have become
  Half the man I might have been
  Half the hero of my dream
  New York, New York it's over now
  You beat me still I know somehow
  Just for once I'm gonna prove you wrong
  Just to show you I was right all along
  Well I met Sheila down at Blanche's bar
  She was dressed all in black and her heart was a scar
  She took me back to Avenue C
  We were happy there, her and me
  'Til a man from the Black Rock saw the band
  And he said "You dudes are just sizzling hot and
  We're gonna cut a record and make you all stars
  But first things first, sign your soul away here...
  Yeah we cut a song about Avenue B
  And the boxes boomed it all over the streets
  But the record company screwed us all up
  And Sheila went off and joined the scientology church
  Then Mike stopped a bullet in Staten Island
  And my whole world turned ultra violent
  But there's one last thing I gotta see through
  There's one last thing I gotta say to you
  Oh Sheila, baby, give me one more chance
  I've just gone and started Black '47
  I don't care about the money, you can keep the fame

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  Mychal

  In New York City I made my home
  I loved the streets, the very stones
  Cared for my comrades, cherished my friends
  Loved all beginnings, had no time for ends
  A city's streets are full of woe
  I saw suffering where'er I'd go
  I did my best to console and heal
  Treat each human with full dignity
  I never saw a reason to
  Hate someone who thinks different than you
  Each one has their anointed place
  In the love reflected in their God's face
  We all have sorrow, our share of trials
  We all are sinners in each other's eyes
  Love alone can heal the pain
  God bestows love in so many ways
  I love the company of friends
  The fire and the music sparkling in their eyes
  But I achieved my heart's desire
  When I rode beside the ones who fight the fires
  I have my failings and I have tried
  To look them squarely in the eye
  To be there when someone might call
  For I know cruel well how hard it is to fall
  As I arise on this September morn
  The sun is beaming down, the streets are warm
  God's in His heaven and all is well
  I will go forth and do His will.
  Livin' in America: 11 Years On
  Oh, I took me chance
  Up in the Bronx
  Seven years ago to the day
  Oh, I walked up to him
  Said, "how're you doin'?"
  Ever since it's been hell to pay
  We moved in together
  Oh, God, that fellah
  Drove me to distraction and despair
  But the sex was good
  Like I knew it would be
  Livin' in America
  At first it was great
  Out drinkin' all night
  Fireworks back home in the bed
  Then we got engaged
  Oh god, what a cage
  All she talked about was weddin' bells
  We went home to The Coombe
  A way too soon
  The lads didn't know what to make of us
  With our drinkin' and fightin'
  And kissin' and cryin'
  And livin' in America
  I felt sick to me stomach
  What the hell is wrong with it
  Couldn't even look at a beer
  When I went to the clinic
  I just couldn't believe it
  "Congratulations, my dear???"
  He was decent enough
  When I told him the truth
  Said, "you know I always wanted to marry you"
  But that night in the dark
  I could tell that his heart
  Was broken in America
  I did the best that I could
  Sweatin' hot tears and blood
  Buildin' that house up in Pearl River
  But everything changed
  With each kid on the way
  She took all the fun out of livin'
  No more nights on the town
  No, it's get your head down
  It's all for the children and the future,
  Oh Mammy dear, it's no fun over here
  Livin' in America
  Workin' like a madman morning noon and night
  I need them couple of pints to make me feel alright
  I never meant to stay late, it just turned out that way
  I need some craic like all the lads before I'm old and
  gray
  Lyin' in the bed, waitin' for your key
  To turn in the lock, pretendin' I'm asleep
  Oh, you want me now, despite me frozen tears
  But there's more to life than makin' love to a drunk
  reekin' of beer
  And now we're apart
  Ah, it's breakin' me heart
  The young one cries about him every day
  I get out to the pub
  A couple of times every month
  I suppose I'm doin' okay
  Young lads give me the eye
  But I think that I'd die
  If another man touched me that way
  I'd give the world to talk to him
  But he's here with his girlfriend
  Livin' in Amerikay
  Is that her over there
  What's she done with her hair
  Still there's no one holds a candle to her
  Ah, jeez, she looks good
  Just like I knew she would
  "Do you come here often, stranger??
  Can't we try once again
  Can you get past the pain
  Would it matter if I told you I adore you
  Oh, darlin' me dear,
  I still need you here
  Livin' in America
  Can I get you your coat
  We can work it all out,
  Livin' in America
  Oh Mammy dear we're all mad over here
  Livin' in America
  Him: Listen, don't make a show of me, will you, the
  lads are all watchin'
  Her: To hell with the lads, are you ever goin' to grow
  up? There's a couple of things you and I are goin' to
  have to sort out..
  Him: Oh yeah? Like what?
  Her: Give me a couple of weeks and I'll make up a list
  for you.
  Him: I'm not givin' up me pint again, I tell you that
  right now.
  Her: You and your pint!
  Him: Jaysus, you're an awful woman, aren't you?
  Her: It's you made me that way.
  Him: Ah will you be quiet and give us an auld kiss
  Her: A kiss is it? The head on you and the price of

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  Who Killed Bobby Fuller

  It's Saturday night on the Lower East Side
  I'm sittin' here contemplatin' suicide
  I just got mugged down in Tompkins Square
  When a skinny-assed junkie stuck a bayonet in my ear
  I can't believe you've gone and left me for a dentist
  Whatever happened to my existentialist
  If I can't find out I never will recover
  I gotta know who killed Bobby Fuller?
  I know that you think that I'm out of my head
  'Cause I haven't been givin' you the love that I should
  I just sit here playin' his old 45's
  Wishing to hell that Bobby was alive
  He's still out there singin' "I fought the law"
  But no one is sayin' exactly what they saw
  If I can't find out I never will recover
  I gotta know who killed Bobby Fuller?
  And now you've gone and found another significant other
  I hope your teeth fall out whenever he kisses you
  And you'll come crawlin' back when you discover
  That I found out who killed Bobby Fuller!
  I know it's an obsession but what can I do
  Oh darlin', I'm still so in love with you
  There's a seorita down in El Paso
  And I know that she's got some of the answers
  She's older now and she's ready to speak
  So tell your dentist to cap someone else's teeth
  If we can't be friends we can at least be lovers

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  Walk All The Days

  I never figured it would end up this way
  As i lay on the ground, and silently prayed
  For god's intervention, my soul to save
  Who the hell is the saint of lost causes?
  I could see from their eyes, my time it wasn't long
  Reporters inquired why my vest wasn't on
  My partner was crying for me to stay strong
  The sirens seemed to grow quieter...
  Walk all the days just to stagger at night
  A pension at twenty if all goes all right
  To the junkies, the yuppies, ice-t, and the whores
  I bid you a sln agus beannacht
  It seemed like the shooter was barely fifteen
  Already his life had been stripped of all dreams
  The crack and the gats make for one hectic scene
  Life never seemed any cheaper.
  I'll always remember the words that he said

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  Voodoo City

  [Incomprehensible]
  Paddy came down to Voodoo City
  Met a lady on Bourbon Street
  She was dark, she was beautiful
  Swept that boy right off his feet
  Runnin' from the man in New York City
  I fled down south to beat the chill
  But the Iceman had me in his sights
  For one too many unpaid bills
  Oh, oh, oh, oh, Voodoo City
  Oh, oh, oh, oh, Voodoo world
  Oh, oh, oh, oh, Voodoo City
  For God sakes, keep your hands off my Voodoo girl
  Marie Laveau was the lady in question
  I fell beneath her crescent spell
  Nights spent drinkin' in the quarter
  Soon turned into a living hell
  She said she knew how to protect me
  From all the evil in my past
  But New York is not scorned so easy
  Iceman tracked me down at last
  Oh, oh, oh, oh, Voodoo City
  Oh, oh, oh, oh, Voodoo world
  Oh, oh, oh, oh, Voodoo City
  For God sakes, keep your hands off my Voodoo girl
  Moonlight on the lazy river
  Mist around the old gaslight
  Heard his footsteps on Toulouse Street
  Disappear into the creole night
  Candle waver on the altar
  Marie, she dance on the naked floor
  Flame light up her sacred body
  I hear a key turn in the door
  I scream at her, "You have betrayed me"
  The hurt explodes inside her eyes
  She throws herself across my body
  The bullet chokes her Voodoo cries
  A raven rises from her body
  The Iceman stares in disbelief
  I crash through her garret window
  Race like fire down Bourbon Street
  Oh, oh, oh, oh, Voodoo City
  Oh, oh, oh, oh, Voodoo world
  Oh, oh, oh, oh, Voodoo City
  For God sakes, keep your hands off my Voodoo girl
  Oh, oh, oh, oh, Voodoo City

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  Vinegar Hill

  The sun was settin' the rocks on fire
  The fields blisterin' with the heat
  When the militia came marchin' through our town
  Knockin' sparks off the little streets
  The priest watched them from his front door
  The sweat sparklin' on his skin
  When they burned his little chapel down
  He grabbed his missal and his gun
  I must go down to Wexford town
  Where the lightnin cracks the air
  And the people sing of freedom
  They've banished all despair
  The coward dies a million times
  The freeman dies just once
  So here's to you revolution
  May your flame keep burnin' 'til
  We meet our Armageddon
  Up high on Vinegar Hill
  The priest's name was Citizen Murphy
  I didn't like him much
  He didn't believe in the rights of man
  Just the power of the Catholic Church
  But I never saw a man as brave
  I'd follow him to hell
  Or to death in Enniscorthy
  On that godforsaken hill
  Fr. Murphy:
  "I get down on my knees everyday
  And I pray to my God
  But his face he has turned away
  From his people
  I have racked my brains for a compromise
  But to what end?
  Only one question remains
  Why have you deserted me, Oh Christ?
  The Bishop advises that all arms must be surrendered
  Leaving ourselves defenseless
  Against His Majesty and His royal plunderers
  But if the Bishop be a pawn
  I must ask myself whether it is better
  To die like a dog in a ditch
  Or rise up with my people - the poor against the rich?
  I return to my prayers
  And reflect upon Your tortured lips
  But not a word do I hear
  Just a veil of silence around the crucifix
  And I remember the Bishop's words
  "When faith is gone, all hope is lost"
  Well, so be it,
  I will rise up with my people
  And to hell with the eternal cost!"
  The sun beat down on the fields of corn
  The sweat was in our eyes
  When we heard the militia approachin'
  With their trumpets and their fifes
  The priest rode by on his silver horse
  The fire had cleansed his soul
  He said "let's strike a blow for freedom, boys,"
  Then we blew that scum right off the road
  I must go down to Wexford town
  Where the lightnin' cracks the air
  And the people sing of freedom
  They've banished all despair
  The coward dies a million times
  The freeman dies just once
  So here's to you revolution
  May your flame keep burnin' 'til
  We meet our Armageddon

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  James Connolly

  Marchin' down O'Connell Street with the Starry Plough on high
  There goes the Citizen Army with their fists raised in the sky
  Leading them is a mighty man with a mad rage in his eye
  My name is James Connolly, I didn't come here to die
  But to fight for the rights of the working man, the small farmer too
  Protect the proletariat from the bosses and their screws
  So hold on to your rifles, boys, don't give up your dreams
  Of a Republic for the workin' class, economic liberty
  Then Jem yells out, "Oh Citizens, this system is a curse
  An English boss is a monster, an Irish one even worse
  They'll never lock us out again and here's the reason why
  My name is James Connolly, I didn't come here to die"
  But to fight for the rights of the working man, the small farmer too
  Protect the proletariat from the bosses and their screws
  So hold on to your rifles, boys, don't give up your dreams
  Of a Republic for the workin' class, economic liberty
  And now we're in the GPO with the bullets whizzin' by
  With Pearse and Sean McDermott biddin' each other good-bye
  Up steps our citizen leader and he roars out to the sky
  My name is James Connolly, I didn't come here to die
  But to fight for the rights of the working man, the small farmer too
  Protect the proletariat from the bosses and their screws
  So hold on to your rifles, boys, don't give up your dreams
  Of a Republic for the workin' class, economic liberty
  Oh Lily, I don't want to die
  We've got so much to live for
  And I know we're goin' out to get slaughtered
  But I just can't take any more
  Just the sight of one more child screamin' from hunger in a Dublin slum
  Or his mother slavin' 14 hours a day for the scum, who exploit her
  And take her youth and throw it on a factory floor?
  Oh Lily, I just can't take any more
  They've locked us out, they've banned our unions
  They even treat their animals better than us
  Oh no, it's far better to die like a man on your feet
  Than to live forever like some slave, on your knees, Lily
  But don't let them wrap any green flag around me
  And for God's sake, don't let them bury me
  In some field full of harps and shamrocks
  And whatever you do, don't let them make a martyr out of me
  Oh no, rather raise the Starry Plough on high, sing a song of freedom
  Here's to you, Lily, the rights of man and international revolution
  We fought them to a standstill while the flames lit up the sky
  'Til a bullet pierced our leader and we gave up the fight
  They shot him in Kilmainham jail but they'll never stop his cry
  My name is James Connolly, I didn't come here to die
  But to fight for the rights of the working man, the small farmer too
  Protect the proletariat from the bosses and their screws
  So hold on to your rifles, boys, don't give up your dreams

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  Her Dear Old Donegal

  Now that she's so far away from her dear old hills of
  Donegal
  I wonder does she ever think of me at all
  On that wet Monday I drove her down to Shannon
  We drank brandy and kissed in the airport hall
  She said she'd be definitely home for Christmas
  But since then not even a word - not even a phone call
  Now some of the boys said she's gone a little bit crazy
  Said they've seen her hangin' round the Bronx
  Runnin' with a rough crowd
  I wonder does she ever think of me at all
  'Cause I've got no intention of hangin' round this dump
  forever
  Wonderin' about whether she'll love me or leave me
  Or is about to deceive me
  So if you see her, you tell from me....
  You better sleep tight in New York City
  Now you've got a different angel watchin' over you
  And you know I tried to ring you but your phone is
  always busy
  And I don't think I'm ever gonna get through again to
  So in the meantime,
  Dream on in New York City
  Now you've got a different angel watchin' over you.....
  She'll be steppin' out down Bainbridge Avenue
  Goin' down to the Village Pub on her nightly crawl
  I wonder does she ever think of me at all
  Just one more Amaretto for fortification
  Then it's "good night you good people one and all
  I've got a girlfriend, I've got to go see her over on
  Broadway"
  Who does she think she's foolin' at all, at all
  'Cause her dark angel waits on the corner
  With his silver pills and his Spanish charms
  Just one more moment's hesitation
  Before she falls into his arms
  Now anyone else would go over there and rescue her
  And drag her back to her dear old Donegal
  But she's left all that so far behind her
  So, if you see her, you tell her from me
  You better sleep tight in New York City
  Now you've got a different angel watchin' over you
  And you know I tried to ring you but your phone is
  always busy
  And I don't think I'm ever gonna get through again to
  So in the meantime,
  Dream on in New York City

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  San Patricio Brigade

  I came to this country an innocent boy
  From the green fields of Galway
  When the hunger was clawin' at me
  Came for redemption, respect and regard
  All I got was new masters
  And a kick up the arse
  Oh, they beat me and robbed me
  On the streets of New York
  When all that I wanted
  Was an honest day's work
  Saying "get up now, Paddy,
  You're an ignorant sort
  Far worse than a beast
  You won't do what you're told"
  Oh, they spat at my crucifix
  Laughed at my church
  They called me a papist
  And many things worse
  I soaked up their insults
  And I swore revenge
  Send them Know-Nothing bastards
  Straight back to hell
  I joined up their army,
  My fortune to make
  But my captain was just another
  Nativist snake
  He beat me and starved me
  Insulted my Race
  By the time I hit Texas
  I was ready to break
  Hiya, le hiya
  Oh, hey San Patricio
  So far from your homeland
  Carinos we miss you oh
  Hiya, le hiya
  Oh, hey San Patricio
  We'll never forget you
  We'll always remember
  The San Patricio Brigade...
  The Mexican people
  They treated us great
  We danced at their weddings
  And sang at their wakes
  We fought in their battles
  And where'er we'd go
  Hiya le mad Irish
  San Patricio
  Oh, we fought the invader
  And held him at bay
  At the battle of San Angel
  And Buena Vista
  If Santa Anna had not fled Churabasco
  We'd be chasing Know-Nothings
  Up past Ohio
  Hiya, le hiya
  Oh, hey San Patricio...
  They took us prisoner
  When our bullets ran out
  And they tried us in
  Their military court
  Not a word 'bout oppression
  Or baiting our Race
  My captain passed sentence
  His eyes filled with hate
  To death on the gallows
  We would not bend our knee
  So they murdered us
  Far from Galway's green fields
  We fought for liberty
  Defense of our creed
  So to hell with Know-Nothings
  Their kith, kin and seed
  Hiya, le hiya

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  Different Drummer

  Born on a black Monday, me mother screamin' curses
  Me old lad in the pub losin' money on the horses
  Me granny kicked in the door said, "Get a job, you bastard"
  And I come rollin' into the world, a walkin' talkin' disaster
  With a toot on the flute and a twiddle on the fiddle, oh
  Music in me soul and a beat on me boom box
  So up, down, turn around and crash into the wall
  Dancin' to the beat of me own different drummer, oh
  At the age of 16 years I was apprenticed to a grocer
  But they never knew me name, all they wanted was, 'Yes And No Sir'
  So I bought a cheap guitar, I learnt to write me poetry
  And me, and rock and roll set off to see the country
  Oh, we played in pubs and dance halls, we even played in brothels
  I learned all about the good life through the ass end of a bottle
  I learned about love from many's the fine lady
  But I was always searchin' for me one true darlin', baby
  With a toot on the flute and a twiddle on the fiddle, oh
  Music in me soul and a beat on me boom box
  So up, down, turn around and crash into the wall
  Dancin' to the beat of me own different drummer, oh
  Oh, I searched from coast to coast, from Florida to Canada
  With me heart upon me sleeve screamin' out, "Hi, where are ya?"
  'Til I went home with a six foot girl from the south side of Chicago
  But it turned out she was a man, oh, can you imagine the disaster?
  But the sweetest girl of all was from the state of California
  Oh, she took me home to bed, kept me rockin' 'til the mornin'
  Then the door came crashin' in, in the midst of me shenanigans
  And her husband beat me up so bad, I'll never get it up again
  With a toot on the flute and a twiddle on the fiddle, oh
  Music in me soul and a beat on me boom box, oh
  So up, down, turn around and crash into the wall
  Dancin' to the beat of me own different drummer, oh
  Oh I'm goin' back to Brooklyn with me tail between me legs, oh
  I'm givin' up this rock and roll, 'tis far too dangerous work, oh
  Stay at your steady jobs, me boys, get married and have babies
  And keep the hell away from them California ladies
  With a toot on the flute and a twiddle on the fiddle, oh
  Music in me soul and a beat on me boom box
  So up, down, turn around and crash into the wall
  Dancin' to the beat of me own different drummer, oh
  With a toot on the flute and a twiddle on the fiddle, oh
  Music in me soul and a beat on me boom box
  So up, down, turn around and crash into the wall
  Dancin' to the beat of me own different drummer, oh
  With a toot on the flute and a twiddle on the fiddle, oh
  Music in me soul and a beat on me boom box
  So up, down, turn around and crash into the wall

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  40 Shades Of Blue

  And you feel 40 shades of blue
  And you feel 40 shades of blue

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  American Wakeshow lyrics

  American Wake

  Open up the door, she's standin' there
  With the smile in her eyes but the gray in her hair
  Betrays the fact you strayed far from home
  With your drinkin', your smokin', you're whorin' around
  Sit down by the fire, put your feet on the grate
  Spend the night reminiscin' 'til the hour grows late
  Always remember at the end of the day
  You can always go home, you just can't stay
  Then it's off to the pub for to see your old mates
  Ah, they all look older, but nothin' has changed
  And you drink 'til you're nearly out of your head
  Hey, what are yez all doin', snakin' off to bed?
  Then you're outside her flat but she's no longer there
  The tears scald your eyes as you think of her hair
  In the photo they sent you of her wedding day
  You can always go home, you just can't stay
  Then you see her at Mass with the kids at her side
  And it all comes back in the blink of an eye
  The tears and the laughter, the love and the lies
  And that dress she wore the night you said, ?Goodbye?
  Then her husband says, "It's good to have you back"
  And she smiles for a moment and squeezes your hand
  But you know what she's thinkin', she doesn't have to say
  You can always go home, you just can't stay
  And you swear to yourself, time and time again
  It was all in the past, she don't mean anything
  Now your life is full of laughter and bars
  What did you leave behind, just the sun, the moon and the stars?
  Then it's up in the mornin' at the crack of dawn
  With your stomach churnin', she says, "Come on, now, Sean
  You'll be late for the plane" but that crack in her voice
  Betrays the fact that you made your choice
  A long time ago, now there's no turnin' back
  'Cause last night you had your American wake
  And the bells are still ringin', can't you hear what they say?
  You can always go home, you just can't stay
  Say goodbye, say goodbye, say goodbye
  In the wind, the river and the pourin' rain
  One last drink, one last drink, one last drink
  At Shannon Airport, then we're outa here
  History around here, catch you again next year
  Landin' at Kennedy, landin' at Kennedy, landin' at Kennedy
  All you feel is the pain
  But it's too late, it's too late 'cause last night you had

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  The Banks Of The Hudson

  on the banks of the hudson, my love and i lay down
  just above 42nd street, while the rain was pouring down
  when i covered her with kisses, the sparks lit up her eyes
  we made love like mad angels, while the jersey trucks rolled by
  she said "don't you ever leave me, oh for godsake don't let me down"
  so i made her all kinds of promises about how i'd always be around
  but the speed was rippin' through my head, i'd only one thing on my mind
  so goodbye my love on 42nd Street, if i don't get out of here, i'm gonna die
  on the banks of the hudson, my love and i lay down
  just one more midnight left to kill, then i'm outta new york town
  i could feel the ice man closin' in, i could almost smell his gun
  but that 20 grand i beat him out of would help me start again back home
  and she said "don't you ever leave me, oh for godsake don't let me down
  then i thought about what they'd do to her when they found out i'd left town
  but the fire was racin' through my brain, i'd only one thing on my mind
  so goodbye my love on 42nd street, if i don't get out of here i'm gonna die
  don't say i should have stayed with her,
  you don't know the full story about the girl
  i only used her just as much as she used me
  but sometimes you just gotta get out of new york city
  on the banks of the hudson, my love and i lay down
  just above 42nd street, while the rain was pouring down
  when I covered her with kisses, the sparks lit up her eyes
  we made love like mad angels, while the jersey trucks rolled by
  and she said "don't you ever leave me, oh for godsake don't let me down
  but how could I ever take a black girl back to wexford town
  just then the streets of fire turned to blood, a yellow cadillac cruised by
  and as i raced up 42nd street, the ice man shouted
  "hey paddy, it's time to die"

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  Desperateshow lyrics

  Desperate

  Go to the church, but the preacher he just preach at me
  Go to the club, but the women oh they know me
  Want a relationship, I wanna have a family
  I'm schizophrenic paranoid, tell me what is wrong with me
  Desperate, I'm desperate, why won't you hold me?
  Desperate, Desperate for the next moment
  Desperate, I'm desperate, I feel so lonely!
  Desperate, Desperate for the next moment
  I'm... so... desperate, baby
  I think it was my birthday when you last...
  When you last...
  Ooh! Ah!
  Go for a job, but they don't like the look of me
  (...) this is not 1970
  Want Rosie O'Donnell, she think I'm to kinky
  She don't like perverts, why ain't I a yuppie?
  Desperate, I'm desperate, why won't you hold me?
  Desperate, Desperate for the next moment
  Desperate, I'm desperate, I feel so lonely!
  Desperate, Desperate for the next moment
  Desperate, I'm desperate, why won't you hold me?
  Desperate, Desperate for the next moment
  Desperate, I'm desperate, why won't you hold me?
  Desperate, Desperate for the next moment
  Desperate, You make me jump around!
  I reach up in the sky, I'll take it off the ground
  Desperate, You make me dance and sing!
  Oh come on to me, baby, do the right thing
  The London girls make me, Desperate
  The Brooklyn girls make me, Desperate
  The Irish girls make me, Desperate
  Jamaican girls make me, Desperate
  (Oh, yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah!)
  Desperate!
  I'm so desperate, baby now!
  Desperate! (...)
  (Oh, yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah!)
  I'm so desperate, baby now!

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  Fiona's Songshow lyrics

  Fiona's Song

  When first I came to New York town, my eyes were all
  aglow
  To see the lights on Broadway, the scrapers rimmed with
  snow
  I fell in with some Belfast boys, I whiled the nights
  away
  Getting' drunk and stoned on the Boulevard in a bar
  called Maggie Mae's
  Oh, the liquor flowed down freely, the grass relaxed my
  head
  By five o'clock in the mornin' I'd be driftin' off to
  With an arm around my slender waist, two lips attached
  to mine
  I'd stare up at the ceiling while some stranger enjoyed
  his time
  But I'm thinkin' ever thinkin' by dark and by day
  I'm thinkin', ever thinkin' 'bout the night I went away
  When he held me to his firm young breast and whispered,
  "please don't go"
  Oh, I wish I was back in his own true arms where the
  rain and the rivers flow
  Why did I ever let you go, what more can I say
  My Mother didn't care for you, the ould one had her way
  She wanted me to marry a girl from the university
  But when I lay in your arms at night I wasn't thinkin'
  about your degrees
  I couldn't understand the lack of your concern
  For all my tears when you told me you were bound for
  New York Town
  At your wake I stood in the kitchen my eyes abruised
  and red
  And I clung to you like a baby that last night in your
  But I'm thinkin' ever thinkin' by dark and by day
  I'm thinkin', ever thinkin' 'bout the night I went away
  When he held me to his firm young breast and whispered,
  "please don't go"
  Oh, I wish I was back in his own true arms where the
  rain and the rivers flow
  His tears dried up quite quickly from what it would
  appear
  He was engaged to a girl from UCD in less than 1 full
  year
  While I sit on the Boulevard in a bar called Maggie
  Mae's
  And wait for some stranger to smile at me and get me to
  the next day
  But I'm thinkin' ever thinkin' by dark and by day
  I'm thinkin', ever thinkin' 'bout the night I went away
  When he held me to his firm young breast and whispered,
  "please don't go"
  Oh, I wish I was back in his own true arms where the

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  Fire Of Freedomshow lyrics

  Fire Of Freedom

  Darlin, darlin' you've put up with so much
  Betrayed by your leaders, abandoned by your church
  I've watched you suffer, now you're older than your
  years
  But you still look beautiful, though you're fightin'
  back the tears
  You can break down my door, you can even strip search
  Never gonna take away my human dignity
  Beat me, shoot me, flame keep on burnin'
  Never gonna put out the fire of freedom
  When we were children, we thought we would be
  God's anointed but the joke was on you and me
  10 years later, we're still searchin' for the sun
  But i want you to know that our day will come
  So many hopes and dreams lying in pieces
  All of us betrayed by politicians' speeches
  I want you to know, i'll love you forever
  Our dreams will continue in the eyes of our children
  Out in the streets all i hear is violence
  But the authorities react with silence
  One law for you, for me it's another
  Things gotta change, oh my sisters and brothers
  R 'se do bheatha 'bhaile
  Anois ar theacht an tsamhraidh
  Don't use the colour of my skin as an issue
  Hey politician, your lies are gonna get you
  Chickens comin' home to roost in the white house
  Blood on the streets if you don't shut your big mouth
  R 'se do bheatha 'bhaile
  Anois ar theacht an tsamhraidh
  Power to the people sang johnny lennon
  20 years later we're back at the beginnin'
  Sick of waitin' round for divine intervention
  Take to the streets if you're lookin' for redemption
  R 'se do bheatha 'bhaile

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  Fanatic Heartshow lyrics

  Fanatic Heart

  I remember your eyes from the 12th of July
  When the sirens were screamin' and the flames lit the sky
  And you held me so tight, thought you'd never let go
  'Til the bullets exploded on the pavement below
  Then I laid you down next to a burnt out car
  Screamed out for help but you were gone too far
  Still got that picture of you locked away from the start
  Developing inside my fanatic heart
  I went around in a daze for a couple of years
  With the blood in my veins frozen over with tears
  And I did anything that they asked me to do
  'Cause all I could see was that picture of you
  And the young ones passin' by'd say, "How's about you, real hard man"
  Deep down inside I was just a castle of sand
  Still got that picture of you locked away from the start
  Developing inside my fanatic heart
  Then they took me inside, threw me up against a wall
  They put electric prods on my chest and my balls
  And they told me to sign things that I knew weren't true
  And in the end I did what they told me to do
  Then they locked me up and threw away the key
  Left me there with just your memory
  Now I walk through New York like a gray silhouette
  Tryin' hard to remember what I'm supposed to forget
  That look in your eyes on the 12th of July
  When the sirens were screamin' and the flames lit the sky
  Hey, I sleep with other women and I hold them through the night
  'Cause all I want to do is just get on with my life
  But that picture of you won't let me make a new start

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  Fátimashow lyrics

  Fátima

  Fatima rises at dawn
  The hunger like a flame inside her
  It's the feast of Ramadan
  And her father's been praying for hours
  He wears his disapproval
  In a silence, cold but hysterical
  Saw her last night with that Christian boy
  And his world falls apart in America
  Her mother fusses about
  Her brother laughs in the kitchen
  Then the phone explodes on the wall
  Oh, my God, don't let it be Michael
  Her father's glare is like violence
  Who else would break the tradition
  Except someone who laughs at our holy ways
  Tears us apart in America
  Fatima, you're breaking his heart
  He doesn't understand your dilemma
  A girl becomes a woman alone
  Those who love her
  Can no longer help her
  Why didn't they tell him back home
  Things fall apart in America
  Fatima picks up the phone
  Michael is his usual hilarious
  She listens in silence and wonders
  Why American boys are oblivious
  I love you but this is good-bye
  There are too many rivers between us
  Father, forgive me, you're right
  Things fall apart in America
  Fatima, you're breaking his heart
  He doesn't understand your dilemma
  A girl becomes a woman alone
  Those who love her
  Can no longer help her
  And Michael stares at the phone

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  Go Home Paddyshow lyrics

  Go Home Paddy

  Mo chreach gharchiseach
  N rabhas ar do chlaibh
  Nuair lmhadh an pdar,
  Go ngeobhainn im chom dheas
  N i mbinn mo ghna,
  Is go ligfinn cead siil leat
  A mharcaigh na sl nglas
  S t b'fhearr ligean chucu
  (English translation)
  My biting bitter loss
  I was not at your back
  When the powder was fired
  So my fine waist could save you
  Or the hem of my dress
  'til I let you go free
  My slate-eyed writer

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  Green Suede Shoesshow lyrics

  Green Suede Shoes

  Six months out on the road
  Don't know if I'm ever goin' home
  Out there in the middle of America
  Out of my head, feelin' hysterical
  Wishin' I was back in New York
  Playin' in Reilly's on a Saturday night
  Man on the phone says. "I ain't jokin'"
  Would yes ever come and play for us out in Hoboken?"
  So we hop in the van and we drive overnight
  Goin' to sweet New Jersey, startin' to feel alright
  But the word is out that the boys are back in town
  30,000 Paddies start gettin' on down
  When we hit the stage, police chief goes nuts
  What the hell am I gonna do with 30,000 drunks
  He say, "Stop the music, I'm in charge"
  Then he goes and he shut down all of the bars
  I don't care if you got the blues
  Just keep the hell off my green suede shoes
  You can do anything you choose
  But don't go messin' up my green suede, green suede shoes
  Then we're comin' from Providence late one night
  3 hours from home, hey life is alright
  We're discussin' the demise of T Rex
  Next thing we know the van is up on its ass
  The windows are smashed, we're bouncin' off the Turnpike
  The troopers come and haul us off the black ice
  One says, "Hi, my name is Kevin
  It's a pleasure to meet you, Black 47"
  So we're doin' Letterman, Leno and O'Brien
  200 gigs a year and I'm outa my mind
  We got our picture in Time Magazine
  Hey, babe, I'm livin' the American Dream
  Then a lawyer called up about Bridie and the baby
  Wants to sue my ass for doin' the Funky Ceili
  And I just got a message from a brother of Maria
  "C'mon out to Bensonhurst, we all want a piece of ya"
  I don't care if you got the blues
  Just keep the hell off my green suede shoes
  You can do anything you choose
  But don't go messin' up my green suede, green suede shoes
  But the more I play the deeper I'm in debt
  If we ever get a hit, I'll be out on the street
  I never knew I had so many friends
  I'm gonna run against Rudy when this whole thing ends
  I got lawyers and accountants up the kazoo
  Managers and agents tellin' me what to do
  With the money I'm eventually gonna make
  But can you loan me a token, get me to the next gig
  I don't care if you got the blues
  Just keep the hell off my green suede shoes
  You can do anything you choose
  But don't go messin' up my green suede, green suede shoes
  Take of those shoes baby

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  Five Pointsshow lyrics

  Five Points

  D'ya remember back in the Five Points
  When the fire was in the air
  And the streets were hot as the hob of hell
  And the bodies was everywhere
  Then ould Johnny jumped up on a burnin' plank
  He roared out to the sky
  "I didn't come here to America
  To give up the ghost and die"
  I didn't come here to America
  Across the ragin' foam
  To die like a slave in a pigsty
  I came here to find a home
  Where I could live with dignity
  And hold me head up high
  So don't go messin' with me or me family
  Or I'll blow these Five Points to the sky
  Them soldier boys are runnin' wild
  Down by the Gates of Hell
  I must get to St. Patrick's
  To ring the warnin' bell
  I won't join their bloody army
  Sooner burn down Kerosene Row
  So to hell with your kings and your presidents
  Let them fight their own bloody wars-oh
  Don't say you love me
  Unless you really do
  I haven't got time to be wastin' on the likes of you
  Don't say you'll sleep with me
  Unless you'll follow through
  Them bully boys are closin' in
  They'll be crackin' heads for the price of gin
  But they better look out 'cause - here come the Boys in
  Green
  D'ya remember back in the Five Points
  When the fire was in the air
  And the streets were hot as the hob of hell
  And the bodies was everywhere
  And ould Johnny stood up on a burnin' plank
  And he roared out to the sky
  I didn't come here to America
  To give up the ghost and die
  I didn't come here to America
  Across the ragin' foam
  To die like a slave in a pigsty
  I came here to find a home
  Where I could live with dignity
  And hold me head up high
  So don't go messin' with me or me family

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  Paul Robeson (born To Be Free)show lyrics

  Paul Robeson (born To Be Free)

  You can wreck my name, vilify me, stretch me on the
  rack
  But I won't bow down to any man, be he white or be he
  black
  Take away my passport, refuse to let me travel
  But I will not get down on my knees,
  You're never gonna make me grovel
  There's a lot more to democracy than havin' a vote
  I'm the equal here of any man, free my people, let them
  These chains around my body are never gonna hold me
  And I refuse to be a slave in my own country
  The great are only great 'cause we're down on our knees
  Rise up, my brothers and sisters, we were born to be
  free
  Born to be free
  You can call me a traitor but I love my country
  And I will not sell out it because of your hypocrisy
  I refuse to hide behind the Fifth, I've no fear of
  honesty
  You always know exactly where I am, so why don't you
  just
  Come on over here and get me
  You can tap my phone but there's one thing you will
  never hear
  'Cause the drumbeat of freedom wasn't meant for your
  slaves' ears
  I'll never turn my back on my comrades and my friends
  The poor and the dispossessed, the women and the men
  The great are only great 'cause we're down on our knees
  Rise up, my brothers and sisters, we were born to be
  free
  Born to be free
  I stand here struggling for the rights of my people to
  be full citizens in this country and they are not!
  Close your halls to stop me singin'
  Close your minds to stop me speakin'
  Close your kitchens to stop me eatin'
  Close your hotels to stop me sleepin'
  But I'll never turn my back on my comrades and my
  friends
  The poor and the dispossessed, the women and the men
  The great are only great 'cause we're down on our knees
  Rise up, my brothers and sisters, we were born to be
  free
  Born to be free
  These chains around my body are never gonna hold me
  And I refuse to be a slave in my own country
  The great are only great 'cause we're down on our knees
  Rise up, my brothers and sisters, we were born to be
  free
  Born to be free
  I am born and bred in this America of ours. I want to
  love it, but we must have the courage
  to shout at the top of our voices about our injustices,
  and we must lay the blame right where
  it has belonged for over three hundred years of slavery
  and misery - right here on our own doorstep.
  My father was a slave, and my people died to build this
  country, and I'm going to stay here and
  have a part of it just like you! And no facist-minded

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  Road To Ruinshow lyrics

  Road To Ruin

  The strobe was pulsin' in the after-hours, the booze was flowin' free
  When I first saw you across that room on down by Houston Street
  You were wrapped around a wiseguy for all the world to see
  Ah, you touched my heart across that room
  Then you came on home with me
  The angels knew their business, boys, they knew what they were doin'
  With your blazin' eyes and your raven hair on down the road to ruin
  I gave up friends and family, I gave up all I knew
  I followed you like Jesus Christ on down the road to ruin
  The dawn threw up across the sky, we kissed like boy and girl
  But neither of us was innocent, we'd both been screwed by the world
  We clung onto each other for fear we'd drift away
  Ah, you touched me to my heart's desire on the dawning of that day
  The angels knew their business, boys, they knew what they were doin'
  With your blazin' eyes and your raven hair on down the road to ruin
  I gave up friends and family, I gave up all I knew
  I followed you like Jesus Christ on down the road to ruin
  "Johnny", you said, "I'm clean outta me head
  I can't take any more pain
  If life's for livin' then what are we doin'
  Ploughin' these poisoned streets again and again"
  Jenny, I didn't know what I had in you
  How could I be so dumb to walk out on you?
  Now what am I doin', ploughin' these poisoned streets again and again
  And again and again and again and again and again
  I wonder where you are tonight, I hope you're feelin' fine
  In some saloon or after-hours, the men around you like flies
  I keep on searchin' everywhere, I know just what I'm doin'
  Ah, you're somewhere out there right in front of me on down the road to ruin
  The angels knew their business, boys, they knew what they were doin'
  With your blazin' eyes and your raven hair on down the road to ruin
  I gave up friends and family, I gave up all I knew
  I followed you like Jesus Christ on down the road to ruin

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  Rockin' The Bronxshow lyrics

  Rockin' The Bronx

  I got a job in a band called Black 47
  I was doin' nothin' special after 11
  Oh we learned some tunes and wrote some songs
  And we bought ourselves a drum machine to keep the beat strong
  Well we bought the Irish people, the Echo and the Voice
  And we rang a few bars, said, "We got a new noise"
  And it would please us greatly to come on uptown
  And show you paddies how we get on down
  One o'clock, two o'clock, give us a chance
  All we wanna do is be rockin' the Bronx
  3 o'clock, 4 o'clock what does she want?
  The girl in black leather wants to
  Rock in the, rock in the Bronx
  Oh we got a gig in the village pub
  But the regulars there all said that we sucked
  Then big John Flynn, said, "Oh, no no
  You'll be causin' a riot if I don't let you go"
  Then a Flintstones from the Phoenix gave us a call
  When he heard the beat, he was quite appalled
  "D'yez not know nothin' by Christy Moore?"
  The next thing you be wantin' is Danny boy
  One o'clock, two o'clock, give us a chance
  All we wanna do is be rockin' the Bronx
  3 o'clock, 4 o'clock what does she want?
  The girl in black leather wants to
  Rock in the, rock in the Bronx
  Chris is chillin' on the uileann but he isn't alone
  Here comes Freddy on the slide trombone
  Add a little guitar, Geoff Blythe on the sax
  Gonna shoot you full of our New York fix
  Then we went into the studio and made a tape
  Frank Murray from the Pogues said, "I think that it's great"
  Caligula said, "It could be a hit
  And if it falls on its face, who gives a shit!"
  Now everywhere we go we cause a fuss
  'Coz we play what we like and our sound is us
  It's got a whole lot of hell and a little bit of heaven
  That's the story so far of Black 47
  One o'clock, two o'clock, give us a chance
  All we wanna do is be rockin' the Bronx
  3 o'clock, 4 o'clock what does she want?
  The girl in black leather wants to
  Rock in the, rock in the Bronx
  One o'clock, two o'clock, give us a chance
  All we wanna do is be rockin' the Bronx
  3 o'clock, 4 o'clock what does she want?
  The girl in black leather wants to

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  Roryshow lyrics

  Rory

  Hey Rory, you're off to London
  Playin' the blues with a band called Taste
  Gonna hit the big time?
  You better - you're the best
  On your night you could even leave
  Hendrix in the dust
  I want to thank you for what you did
  No more messin' with the Kid
  Hero came back to Dublin
  The only one sober we're all out of our heads
  Long hair flyin'
  Blue denims drippin with sweat
  Volts of lightnin' in your fingers
  Pride of bein' the best
  What the hell happened, head,
  Where did the lightnin' go?
  Did it burn right through your fingers
  To the cockles of your soul?
  Leavin' you stranded
  A million miles away from the rest of us....
  I want to thank you for what you did
  No more messin' with the Kid
  So long, old son, that's it

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  Sam Hallshow lyrics

  Sam Hall

  Oh, me name, it is Sam Hall, chimney sweep, chimney sweep
  Oh, me name, it is Sam Hall, chimney sweep
  Oh, me name, it is Sam Hall and I hate you one and all
  And my neck must pay for all here I die
  Oh, they treat you like a slave, that's no lie, that's no lie
  Oh, they treat you like a slave, that's no lie
  Oh, they treat you like a slave from the cradle to the grave
  But the rich must help the poor, so must I
  I had three fine sons to feed, that's no joke, that's no joke
  And a wife worn out from need, that's no joke
  But the boss he said to me, "Get your brats out on the street
  For they cost too much to feed", that's no lie, that's no lie
  My wife died from misery, that's no lie
  Oh, I struck the bastard down, I don't deny, I don't deny
  Raised the black flag up on high for anarchy
  Oh, I struck the bastard down, to hell with bosses, church and crown
  But they hunted me to ground like a dog
  Oh, they took me to Cootehill, in a cart, in a cart
  Oh, they took me to Cootehill, in a cart
  And the priest he said to me, "Repent or face eternity"
  "Keep your rich man's God from me", so said I, so said I
  He never gave a damn for me, so said I
  Up the ladder I did grope, that's no joke, that's no joke
  While my sons looked on with tears in their eyes
  Up the ladder I did grope and the hangman pulled the rope
  And the last words I spoke tumblin' down, tumblin' down
  "Liberty for all mankind," tumblin' down
  Oh, my name, it is Sam Hall, chimney sweep, chimney sweep
  Oh, me name, it is Sam Hall, chimney sweep
  Oh, me name, it is Sam Hall and I hate you one and all
  And my neck must pay for all here I die, here I die
  Oh, my neck must pay for all here I die, here I die

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  Danny Boyshow lyrics

  Danny Boy

  Danny came over to old New York
  From Bandon town in the county Cork
  He got a room on the avenue in Woodside Queens
  And a job off the books doin' demolition
  He was kind of different than everyone else
  Oh, he liked to hang out all by himself
  Didn't hit those bars in Sunnyside Queens
  Went straight into the Village to check out the scene
  One day on the job the foreman said
  "Hey Danny Boy, we think you're a fag
  With your ponytail and that ring in your ear
  Hey, we don't need no homos foulin' up the air"
  Danny just smiled and picked up a 2 by 4
  And he split that jerk from his jaw to his ear
  Said, "You can stick your job where the sun don't shine
  But you're never gonna stop me bein' what I am, boy"
  Then he met a man down in Sheridan Square
  They moved in together for a couple of years
  Said, it was the happiest he'd ever been
  Doin' what he wanted and livin' his dream
  We used to drink together down on Avenue B
  One gray dawn he confessed to me
  "Love's the only thing that makes the world go 'round
  And I'm never gonna see another sunset over sweet Bandon town"
  Last time I saw Dan, he was in a hospital bed
  Two tubes hangin' out the nose of his head
  But he smiled at me with them stone blue eyes
  And he said, "Hey, how you doin' guy?
  I'm history 'round here in a couple of weeks
  But I did what I wanted, I got no regrets
  So, when you think of me, crack a beer and smile
  Hey, life's a bitch and then you die"
  Oh Danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are callin'
  From glen to glen and down the mountainside
  The summer's gone and all the flowers are dyin'
  'Tis you, 'tis you, must go and I must bide
  But come you back when summer's in the meadow
  Or when the valley's hushed and white with snow
  'Tis I'll be there in sunshine or in shadow
  Oh Danny boy, oh Danny boy, I love you so

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  Staten Island Babyshow lyrics

  Staten Island Baby

  Your old man, he's in Homicide - NYPD
  He looks at me suspiciously
  Your momma she's a psychiatric nurse in the city
  Works in Bellevue and I look kinda familiar?
  Still everything would have been all right
  If I could have had you home by midnight
  But it's five in the mornin'
  We slept through the alarm and
  I could think of places I would rather be
  Than sayin' "hi ya doin'" to your Old Man at 5:43
  Then you take me in your arms and you drive me crazy
  And I'd walk through walls for my Staten Island Baby
  Didn't your Momma warn you 'bout rock musicians
  They're not bad in bed but they're hopeless in the
  kitchen
  Didn't your Daddy tell 'bout the facts of life
  What feels so good may not be so nice
  And everything would have been okay
  If you hadn't kissed me in that special way
  But it's five in the mornin'
  My heart's contortin'
  And I could think of places I'd rather be
  Than havin' a chat with your pistol packin' Daddy
  Then you take me in your arms and you drive me crazy
  And I'd give it all up for my Staten Island Baby
  Would you think of marryin' a rock musician
  You know what I'm good at and I'd get better in the
  kitchen
  I could take the test for the NYPD
  Have your family over for Thanksgiving on Avenue B
  And everything would just be so fine
  We could stay in bed all of the time
  Way past five in the mornin'
  To hell with alarms and
  I know the worst thing I could see
  Your Old Man in his pajamas and he's pointin' his piece
  at me
  Then you take me in your arms and you drive me crazy
  And I'd join the NYPD

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  Time To Goshow lyrics

  Time To Go

  Saw something in the paper just the other day,
  It was all about a band and the music that they play
  Black 47 advocates violence,
  Musical guerillas in their terrorist alliance
  My anger subsided when i realised the source

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  Too Late To Turn Backshow lyrics

  Too Late To Turn Back

  Wait until dawn
  The streets will be cool and clean again
  Then it's time to go downstairs, meet the man
  He'll be sittin' in a limo with a gun in his hand
  You've been waitin' like this for years
  Through all the laughter and the cloudy tears
  Always standin' on a tightrope through a million little bands
  Always waitin' for redemption and now it's right at hand
  You'll hear me tickin' like a time bomb
  Ready, ready to explode
  Too late to turn back now
  I've gone beyond overload
  You'll hear me tickin' like a time bomb
  Ready, ready to ignite
  It's now or never, my darlin'
  It's too late to turn back tonight
  Night, night, night, night
  Nothin' left to gain
  Just more of the same old thing again
  Always runnin' 'round in circles
  Always workin' for the man
  But tonight I'm breakin' out of here
  Tonight I'm gonna make a stand
  I've never felt so alive
  My heart is on fire and so is my mind
  Now it's time to go downstairs, meet the man
  Catch his look of confusion
  When I take him by the hand
  You'll hear me tickin' like a time bomb
  Ready, ready to explode
  Too late to turn back now
  I've gone beyond overload
  You'll hear me tickin' like a time bomb
  Ready, ready to ignite
  It's now or never, my darlin'
  It's too late to turn back tonight
  Night, night
  Like a time bomb
  Ready, ready to explode
  Too late to turn back now
  I've gone beyond overload
  You'll hear me tickin' like a time bomb
  Ready, ready to ignite
  It's now or never, my darlin'
  It's too late to turn back tonight

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  Wonderful Life

  Here I go out to sea again
  The sunshine fills my hair
  And dreams hang in the air
  Gulls in the sky and in my blue eyes
  You know it feels unfair
  There's magic everywhere
  Look at me standing
  Here on my own again
  Up straight in the sunshine
  No need to run and hide
  It's a wonderful, wonderful life
  No need to hide and cry
  It's a wonderful, wonderful life
  Sun in your eyes
  The heat is in your hair
  They seem to hate you
  Because you're there
  And I need a friend
  Oh, I need a friend
  To make me happy
  Not stand here on my own
  Look at me standing
  Here on my own again
  Up straight in the sunshine
  I need a friend
  Oh, I need friend
  To make me happy
  Not so alone
  Look at me here
  Here on my own again

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  New York Townshow lyrics

  New York Town

  Too much pain, too much sorrow
  Eyes bone dry, get on with our tomorrows
  I wake up in a pool of tears and sweat
  Cryin' for some friends I ain't never even met
  Then I hear the drone of a low-flyin' plane
  And oh my God, here we go again!
  Skyscrapers blowin' up inside my head
  Screamin' at a fireman whose radio is dead
  Flyin' in a chopper over the Towers
  Get out of there, my sisters and brothers
  I been tellin' everybody since 1993
  These radios are gonna be the death of me
  Ain't no smoke without a fire
  The people want answers not patronizin'
  Somethin' goin' down, New York Town
  Somethin' goin' down
  Somethin' goin' down, New York Town
  Somethin' goin' down
  I been talkin' to a man from the CIA
  Hey we got you covered, kid, everything is okay
  Then why the hell ain't we had an investigation
  It's just too complicated
  'sides you just don't get the political implications
  And you sound like a commie from the United Nations.
  Too man friends, too many heroes
  Dust in the wind - Ground Zero
  Too many cowboys, too many martyrs
  Too many questions, not enough answers
  Was no one lookin' out for us, is that so simplistic
  Brothers and sisters all becomin' statistics
  Ain't no smoke.
  I dreamed I saw the White House - an oil well in the yard
  Was I just bein' paranoid?
  SUVs, SOBs, gas guzzlers
  Didn't conservation go out with Jimmy Carter
  Is it just me and my imagination
  Or have we sold out the very spirit of this nation?
  The talkin' heads are chattering on television
  In between ads - the new religion
  I wish they'd leave me here just broken-hearted
  Right back where I started
  Then I hear the rumble of a low flyin' plane
  And, oh my God, this thing is happenin' again
  Ain't no smoke
  Orphan of the Storm
  Get off the plane at Kennedy
  Got a dream in your heart
  Though it's down in your boots
  Got a hundred quid in your pocket
  And a couple of addresses
  In Woodside and the Bronx
  And you fit in like a fist in a glove
  With the other hard chaws on the gang
  Some are runnin' from themselves
  Some are runnin' from God and man
  And you drink to dull the memory
  Of why you strayed from home
  To the concrete fields of New York City
  An orphan of the storm
  The gangerman looks at you
  Respect in his eyes
  He knows you'll work until you drop
  'Cause there's a black rage eatin' away inside you
  You'd walk through walls, son
  Before you'd ever give up
  And at night you're like a phantom
  Nailin' every you one you can
  It's better than lyin' awake in the dark
  Thinkin' of her with another man
  But she'll never take your dreams away
  That's not why you've come
  To the canyoned streets of New York City
  An orphan of the storm
  You only went back once
  You just had to be sure
  Kindness in her eyes
  You saw only pity there
  So drink up your Jamesons whiskey
  Wash it down with pints
  Obliteration on the rocks
  Then out of here in the dawn's hungover light
  So you put her far behind you
  You hardly think of her anymore
  Well, maybe on a rainy Sunday night
  You're the gangerman yourself now
  Got a new job down the Trades
  And every little thing's gonna be alright
  Then they blew you to sweet Jesus
  On that grand September day
  Not a cloud on your horizon
  Your heart finally okay
  But they couldn't take your dreams away
  They were not for sale or loan
  On the shattered streets of New York City
  This orphan has finally come home

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  Orphan Of The Storm

  Get off the plane at Kennedy
  Got a dream in your heart
  Though it's down in your boots
  Got a hundred quid in your pocket
  And a couple of addresses
  In Woodside and the Bronx
  And you fit in like a fist in a glove
  With the other hard chaws on the gang
  Some are runnin' from themselves
  Some are runnin' from God and man
  And you drink to dull the memory
  Of why you strayed from home
  To the concrete fields of New York City
  An orphan of the storm
  The gangerman looks at you
  Respect in his eyes
  He knows you'll work until you drop
  'Cause there's a black rage eatin' away inside you
  You'd walk through walls, son
  Before you'd ever give up
  And at night you're like a phantom
  Nailin' every you one you can
  It's better than lyin' awake in the dark
  Thinkin' of her with another man
  But she'll never take your dreams away
  That's not why you've come
  To the canyoned streets of New York City
  An orphan of the storm
  You only went back once
  You just had to be sure
  Kindness in her eyes
  You saw only pity there
  So drink up your Jamesons whiskey
  Wash it down with pints
  Obliteration on the rocks
  Then out of here in the dawn's hungover light
  So you put her far behind you
  You hardly think of her anymore
  Well, maybe on a rainy Sunday night
  You're the gangerman yourself now
  Got a new job down the Trades
  And every little thing's gonna be alright
  Then they blew you to sweet Jesus
  On that grand September day
  Not a cloud on your horizon
  Your heart finally okay
  But they couldn't take your dreams away
  They were not for sale or loan
  On the shattered streets of New York City

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  Brooklyn Goodbyeshow lyrics

  Brooklyn Goodbye

  Josie, are you listenin', can you pull the veil apart
  Is the circle still unbroken, can you touch my serpent
  heart
  Is the light still in your window, the latch open on
  your door
  Or does some stranger occupy my footprints on your
  floor
  Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye in the wind and the pourin'
  rain
  Latino boys call out your name
  Why can't you still be mine
  Brooklyn, goodbye
  Why did I ever leave you, was I clean out of my head
  To rise up on that blue Monday and quit your perfumed
  Though it all made perfect sense, I was such a fool
  To leave behind the one who loved me more than all the
  world
  Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye in the wind and the pourin'
  rain
  Latino boys call out your name
  It's getting harder to recall when you were mine
  Brooklyn, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye,
  I just can't deal with the way
  Those Bay Ridge boys all know your game
  Why can't you still be mine
  Brooklyn, goodbye
  Now the storm is over and the streets are sparkling
  clean
  Do you sit upon your fire escape and read your Mister
  Greene
  Though we did the best for everyone concerned
  The price we paid cannot be measured in literary terms
  Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye in the wind and the pourin'
  rain
  Down on 47th, Latino boys call out your name
  It's getting harder to recall when you were mine
  Brooklyn, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye,
  I just can't deal with the way
  Those Bay Ridge boys all know your game
  Why can't you still be mine

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  Bittersweet Sixteen

  Oh, oh, oh, oh
  Chuckie said, "I don't know what's goin' on
  I'm down on my knees and I'm ah uh losin' it
  Been up and down this New York town
  Lookin' for a break just a fair shake of it"
  But the people all got concrete
  In their eyes and their points of view
  The taxis and the mailboxes all wanna make love to me
  Exactly like you used to do
  And oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
  Oh, I'm ah, uh, uh losin' it
  Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, I'm down on my knees
  I'm ah, uh, uh losin' it
  Here come a cop, "I heard she left you, son
  But it's time that you picked up the pieces
  The whole town's talkin' about you
  Ever since your waitress gave you the deep freeze"
  And now she's runnin' with a cab driver
  Who swears, he's the crucified King of Siam
  But Jesus is comin', so hold on
  He's just stalled up around the bend
  Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
  Oh, I'm ah, uh, uh losin' it
  Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, I'm down on my knees
  I'm ah, uh, uh losin' it
  You say, "Why don't I go see a shrink
  But I don't need to spend a grand a month
  To know that I'm out of my head"
  'Cause you said, "You'd be better off dead than livin' with me"
  My boss said, "What the hell's goin' on
  The whole firm knows that you're losin' it?"
  I just jumped up on his desk, did a Celtic war dance
  Teach that fool a lesson
  Then they have burned all your lingerie
  And I tried stichin' it back together again
  And then this clock started tickin' in my head
  And oh, oh, oh, oh, here I go again
  Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
  Oh, I'm ah, uh, uh losin' it
  Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, I'm down on my knees
  I'm ah, uh, uh losin' it
  Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
  Oh, I'm ah, uh, uh losin' it
  Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, I'm down on my knees
  I'm ah, uh, uh losin' it
  Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
  Oh, I'm ah, uh, uh losin' it
  Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, I'm down on my knees
  I'm ah, uh, uh losin' it
  Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
  Oh, I'm ah, uh, uh losin' it
  Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, I'm down on my knees
  I'm ah, uh, uh losin' it

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  Live In New York Cityshow lyrics

  Live In New York City

  Six months out on the road
  Don't know if I'm ever goin' home
  Out there in the middle of America
  Out of my head, feelin' hysterical
  Wishin' I was back in New York
  Playin' in Reilly's on a Saturday night
  Man on the phone says. "I ain't jokin'"
  Would yes ever come and play for us out in Hoboken?"
  So we hop in the van and we drive overnight
  Goin' to sweet New Jersey, startin' to feel alright
  But the word is out that the boys are back in town
  30,000 Paddies start gettin' on down
  When we hit the stage, police chief goes nuts
  What the hell am I gonna do with 30,000 drunks
  He say, "Stop the music, I'm in charge"
  Then he goes and he shut down all of the bars
  I don't care if you got the blues
  Just keep the hell off my green suede shoes
  You can do anything you choose
  But don't go messin' up my green suede, green suede shoes
  Then we're comin' from Providence late one night
  3 hours from home, hey life is alright
  We're discussin' the demise of T Rex
  Next thing we know the van is up on its ass
  The windows are smashed, we're bouncin' off the Turnpike
  The troopers come and haul us off the black ice
  One says, "Hi, my name is Kevin
  It's a pleasure to meet you, Black 47"
  So we're doin' Letterman, Leno and O'Brien
  200 gigs a year and I'm outa my mind
  We got our picture in Time Magazine
  Hey, babe, I'm livin' the American Dream
  Then a lawyer called up about Bridie and the baby
  Wants to sue my ass for doin' the Funky Ceili
  And I just got a message from a brother of Maria
  "C'mon out to Bensonhurst, we all want a piece of ya"
  I don't care if you got the blues
  Just keep the hell off my green suede shoes
  You can do anything you choose
  But don't go messin' up my green suede, green suede shoes
  But the more I play the deeper I'm in debt
  If we ever get a hit, I'll be out on the street
  I never knew I had so many friends
  I'm gonna run against Rudy when this whole thing ends
  I got lawyers and accountants up the kazoo
  Managers and agents tellin' me what to do
  With the money I'm eventually gonna make
  But can you loan me a token, get me to the next gig
  I don't care if you got the blues
  Just keep the hell off my green suede shoes
  You can do anything you choose
  But don't go messin' up my green suede, green suede shoes
  Take of those shoes baby
  Look out now

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  On Fireshow lyrics

  On Fire

  Open up the door, she's standin' there
  With the smile in her eyes but the gray in her hair
  Betrays the fact you strayed far from home
  With your drinkin', your smokin', you're whorin' around
  Sit down by the fire, put your feet on the grate
  Spend the night reminiscin' 'til the hour grows late
  Always remember at the end of the day
  You can always go home, you just can't stay
  Then it's off to the pub for to see your old mates
  Ah, they all look older, but nothin' has changed
  And you drink 'til you're nearly out of your head
  Hey, what are yez all doin', snakin' off to bed?
  Then you're outside her flat but she's no longer there
  The tears scald your eyes as you think of her hair
  In the photo they sent you of her wedding day
  You can always go home, you just can't stay
  Then you see her at Mass with the kids at her side
  And it all comes back in the blink of an eye
  The tears and the laughter, the love and the lies
  And that dress she wore the night you said, ?Goodbye?
  Then her husband says, "It's good to have you back"
  And she smiles for a moment and squeezes your hand
  But you know what she's thinkin', she doesn't have to say
  You can always go home, you just can't stay
  And you swear to yourself, time and time again
  It was all in the past, she don't mean anything
  Now your life is full of laughter and bars
  What did you leave behind, just the sun, the moon and the stars?
  Then it's up in the mornin' at the crack of dawn
  With your stomach churnin', she says, "Come on, now, Sean
  You'll be late for the plane" but that crack in her voice
  Betrays the fact that you made your choice
  A long time ago, now there's no turnin' back
  'Cause last night you had your American wake
  And the bells are still ringin', can't you hear what they say?
  You can always go home, you just can't stay
  Say goodbye, say goodbye, say goodbye
  In the wind, the river and the pourin' rain
  One last drink, one last drink, one last drink
  At Shannon Airport, then we're outa here
  History around here, catch you again next year
  Landin' at Kennedy, landin' at Kennedy, landin' at Kennedy
  All you feel is the pain
  But it's too late, it's too late 'cause last night you had
  You had your American wake

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  Home Of The Braveshow lyrics

  Home Of The Brave

  Wait until dawn
  The streets will be cool and clean again
  Then it's time to go downstairs, meet the man
  He'll be sittin' in a limo with a gun in his hand
  You've been waitin' like this for years
  Through all the laughter and the cloudy tears
  Always standin' on a tightrope through a million little bands
  Always waitin' for redemption and now it's right at hand
  You'll hear me tickin' like a time bomb
  Ready, ready to explode
  Too late to turn back now
  I've gone beyond overload
  You'll hear me tickin' like a time bomb
  Ready, ready to ignite
  It's now or never, my darlin'
  It's too late to turn back tonight
  Night, night, night, night
  Nothin' left to gain
  Just more of the same old thing again
  Always runnin' 'round in circles
  Always workin' for the man
  But tonight I'm breakin' out of here
  Tonight I'm gonna make a stand
  I've never felt so alive
  My heart is on fire and so is my mind
  Now it's time to go downstairs, meet the man
  Catch his look of confusion
  When I take him by the hand
  You'll hear me tickin' like a time bomb
  Ready, ready to explode
  Too late to turn back now
  I've gone beyond overload
  You'll hear me tickin' like a time bomb
  Ready, ready to ignite
  It's now or never, my darlin'
  It's too late to turn back tonight
  Night, night
  Like a time bomb
  Ready, ready to explode
  Too late to turn back now
  I've gone beyond overload
  You'll hear me tickin' like a time bomb
  Ready, ready to ignite
  It's now or never, my darlin'
  It's too late to turn back tonight
  Night, night, night, night

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  Bas In Eireannshow lyrics

  Bas In Eireann

  I stole some butter to put on my bread
  A crime against God, king and parliament
  No fancy lawyer to defend my case
  So I was sentenced at the Mayo Assizes
  Seven long years transportation
  To Botany Bay in Australia
  Is this the justice whereof you speak
  Ten crucifying years ahead of me
  And all that I asked for, all that I need
  Is to live my life in my own country
  All that I wanted or dear to me
  Is bas in Erin, a chiusla geal mo chroí
  I hid my brother to protect his life
  He shot a man for collecting tithes
  To support the rites of the English Church
  A faith that meant not a damn to us
  They hung my brother in Wexford town
  And when they cut his body down
  The hangman turned and called my way
  You'll long for me in Australia
  I should have known what would become of me
  The future's always been there for all the world to see
  The black death is approaching
  I can see it on the way

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  Banks Of The Hudsonshow lyrics

  Banks Of The Hudson

  On the banks of the Hudson
  My love and I lay down
  Just above 42nd Street
  While the rain was pouring down
  When I covered her with kisses
  The sparks lit up her eyes
  We made love like mad angels
  While the Jersey trucks rolled by
  She said, "Don't you ever leave me
  Oh, for god sake don't let me down"
  So I made her all kinds of promises
  About how I'd always be around
  But the speed was rippin' through my head
  I'd only one thing on my mind
  So goodbye my love on 42nd street
  If I don't get out of here, I'm gonna die
  On the banks of the Hudson
  My love and I lay down
  Just one more midnight left to kill
  Then I'm outta New York town
  I could feel the ice man closin' in
  I could almost smell his gun
  But that 20 grand I beat him out of
  Would help me start again back home
  And she said, "Don't you ever leave me
  Oh, for god sake don't let me down
  Then I thought about what they'd do to her
  When they found out I'd left town
  But the fire was racin' through my brain
  I'd only one thing on my mind
  So goodbye my love on 42nd Street
  If I don't get out of here, I'm gonna die
  Don't say I should have stayed with her
  You don't know the full story about the girl
  I only used her just as much as she used me
  But sometimes you just gotta get out of New York City
  On the banks of the Hudson
  My love and I lay down
  Just above 42nd street
  While the rain was pouring down
  When I covered her with kisses
  The sparks lit up her eyes
  We made love like mad angels
  While the Jersey trucks rolled by
  And she said, "Don't you ever leave me
  Oh, for god sake don't let me down"
  But how could I ever take
  A black girl back to Wexford town
  Just then the streets of fire turned to blood
  A yellow Cadillac cruised by
  And as I raced up 42nd Street
  The ice man shouted, "Hey Paddy, it's time to die"
  It's time to
  It's time to
  It's time to

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  Blood Weddingshow lyrics

  Blood Wedding

  Carlita is waiting down on C & 9th
  In mantilla and lace and her lover's knife
  Cries out for revenge, she is silent like a stone
  Beautiful in her widow's weeds
  I wait in the darkness forever now alone
  Too late for any tear shedding
  While his bride waits down on C & 9th
  For her blood wedding
  Why did you have to go out tonight
  With the full moon in scarlet and his silver knife
  Waiting for you and the remains of your life
  Ticking away like some pitiful clock?
  And I, who could not even be called your wife
  Safe and home in your bedding
  And you, the bridegroom off on your way
  To your blood wedding
  And the Ukrainian ladies light candles in the street
  Where his body lay bleeding
  And the projects are silent, bracing for the heat
  That must come from your blood wedding
  Carlita, why do you hate me so much? I long for your body
  I die for your touch on my burning skin
  And the smell of your perfume
  Will always remain on my bed
  But I died every time you entered his room
  I could not let him go on living
  And now you wait down on C & 9th
  Dying to celebrate your blood wedding
  I wait in the shadows of C & 9th
  With my fingers caressing his sacred knife
  You loved my body, he loved my soul
  You thought you knew me
  But what do men know
  Except my lover whose shape
  Is etched in chalk on the street
  Soon to be washed away by the rain
  While you wait in the darkness
  Dreading the shock of my knife at your blood wedding
  And the Ukrainian ladies light candles in the street
  Where his body lay bleeding
  And the projects are silent, bracing for the heat
  That must come from your blood wedding
  And the Ukrainian ladies light candles in the street
  Where his body lay bleeding
  The projects are silent, bracing for the heat
  That must come from his blood wedding
  Yeah, oh yeah

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  Black Roseshow lyrics

  Black Rose

  Mister Frankie Diamond was my best friend
  We were partners in a business down on C and 7th
  Nothin' ever got this good brother down
  He was a real live wire in an electric town
  Frankie started hangin' with an uptown girl
  A Harlem lady in the social whirl
  On Saturday night he'd put on his best clothes
  And go out steppin' with his Black Rose
  Now Frankie went upstate for a couple of years
  A guest of the nation and he was in tears
  He called me up, he said, "Hey friend of mine
  I got one favor to ask you while I'm doin' my time"
  She's the Queen of New York City
  She bewitch all men soul
  She the blood that flow right through me
  So don't be messin' with my Black Rose
  Keep your hands off my Black Rose
  My Black Rose, he don't own ya
  While Frankie was upstate, his Harlem girl
  Continued to spiral in her social whirl
  So I paged her from my gig on East 7th I said
  "Hey, babe, you doin' anythin' 'round about 11?"
  She said, "Uh uh", in her uptown voice
  So we met at Beirut for cocktails and ice
  When she crossed that room in her tight red dress
  I wasn't thinkin' of Frankie, I have to confess
  She said, "Hey, best friend, let's go back to my place
  I need to fix my mascara and remodel my face"
  But it rained on the way back to her house
  And when she closed the door she took off her blouse
  She's the Queen of New York City
  She bewitch all men soul
  Next thing I know, I'm whisperin' sweet nothin's
  Lyin' in bed with my Black Rose
  I'm makin' love to my Black
  My Black Rose, he don't own ya
  So stay with me tonight
  At nights I'd lie there and listen to her breathe
  With the sweat on my brow
  How could she sleep
  So deep, so sweet, as calm as a rock
  While I pushed back the seconds oozing from the clock
  Now the letters I wrote Frankie returned unread
  The word leaked out, I'd be better off dead
  But in the crimson dawn, Black Rose would unfold
  And drain all the poison from my soul
  Now I'm standin' up here on forty deuce
  Another terminal man waitin' for his bus
  Here come Frankie with his head all shaved
  Is that a piece in his pocket or is it a blade
  Now I'm lyin' face down in the terminal dirt
  With a hole in my chest, but I don't feel no hurt
  I don't wanna go to heaven, I been there before
  Just spent two years in paradise with my Black Rose
  She's the Queen of New York City
  She bewitch all men soul
  When you go and find her body
  Bury me next to my Black Rose
  Still in love with my Black Rose
  She's up in heaven now, my Black Rose
  You won't be makin' love to my Black
  My Black Rose, he don't own ya
  So stay with me tonight, for the rest of your life
  Roisin Dubh, me no can get over you
  A time is in me mind no matter what I do
  Roisin Dubh me no can get over you
  Now Frankie comin' back and I know that I am through
  Mister Frankie Diamond tell me do the right thing
  Watch his girl while he away at Sing Sing
  But me and Rosie, we have a little fling
  Now Frankie comin' home, wicked trouble it will bring

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  Black 47

  Everything is still not a chicken not a body
  Just an awful sicken silence roarin' in my brain
  And the fog of death deepens and lies upon the land
  An ould wan rolls over on her back
  The grass stains still green upon her chin
  I can still hear her keenin' and screamin' in the wind
  God's curse upon you, Lord John Russell
  May your black hearted soul rot in hell
  There's no love left on earth and God is dead in heaven
  In these dark and deadly days of Black 47
  God's curse upon you, Lord Trevalian
  May your great Queen Victoria rot in hell
  'Til England and its empire answer before heaven
  For the crimes they committed in Black 47
  Paudie says "Come on now
  Don't look back, she's not livin', she's a phantom
  And she'll curse us if we look into her eyes"
  Oh God, I think I'm dyin' the fever's in my brain
  For can't you see that pack of children up ahead?
  The beards of old men sproutin' from their chins
  Can't you hear their screams of hunger on the wind?
  God's curse upon you, Lord John Russell
  May your black hearted soul rot in hell
  There's no love left on earth and God is dead in heaven
  In these dark and deadly days of Black 47
  God's curse upon you, Lord Trevalian
  May your great Queen Victoria rot in hell
  'Til England and its empire answer under heaven
  For the crimes they committed in Black 47
  [Incomprehensible]
  Darlin' Paudie save me, I think I'm sinkin' fast, me blood is boilin'
  Don't let me die here in a ditch
  If the hunger doesn't get me the fever surely will
  Paudie took me up and threw me across his shoulders
  He nursed me every day 'til we reached Amerikay
  Screamin' and shoutin' like two madmen at the wind
  God's curse upon you, Lord John Russell
  May your black hearted soul rot in hell
  There's no love left on earth, God is dead in heaven
  In the dark and deadly days of Black 47
  God's curse upon you, Lord Trevalian
  May your great Queen Victoria rot in hell
  'Til England and its empire answer under heaven
  For the crimes they committed in Black 47

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  Big Fellah

  Mo chara is mo lao thu!
  (My friend and my calf)
  Is aisling tri nallaibh
  (A vision in dream)
  Do deineadh arir dom
  (Was revealed to me last night)
  IgCorcaigh go danach
  (In Cork, a late hour)
  Ar leaba im aonar
  (In my solitary bed)
  I remember you back in the GPO with Connolly and Clarke
  Laughin' with McDermott through the bullets and the
  sparks
  Always with the smart remark, your eyes blazin' and
  blue
  But when we needed confidence we always turned to you
  And when they shot our leaders up against Kilmainham
  wall
  You were there beside us in that awful Easter dawn
  Hey, big fellah..........where the hell are you now
  When we need you the most
  Hey, big fellah..........c'mon
  Tabhair dom do lamh
  (Give me your hand)
  Back on the streets of Dublin when we fought the black
  and tans
  You were there beside us, a towerin' mighty man
  And God help the informer or the hated English spy
  By Jaysus, Mick, you'd crucify them without the
  blinkin' of an eye
  Still you had a heart as soft as the early mornin' dew
  Every widow, whore and orphan could always turn to you
  We beat them in the cities and we whipped them in the
  streets
  And the world hailed Michael Collins, our commander and
  our chief
  And they sent you off to London to negotiate a deal
  And to gain us a republic, united, boys, and real
  But the women and the drink, Mick, they must have got
  to you
  'Cause you came back with a country divided up in two
  We had to turn against you, Mick, there was nothin' we
  could do
  'Cause we couldn't betray the republic like Arthur
  Griffith and you
  We fought against each other, two brothers steeped in
  blood
  But I never doubted that your heart was broken in the
  flood
  And though we had to shoot you down in golden Bal na
  Blath

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  Change

  I remember you back in 1992
  When they were putting us down
  Trying to tramp us into the ground
  You exploded like a flame in the night
  With a righteous indignation
  Told us "everything gonna be alright"
  Change come slowly like the ocean
  But it keep on comin' nonetheless
  Take my hand, oh dear companion
  We may not find happiness
  But peace and then some real contentment
  And a measure of social justice
  Oh change come slowly like the ocean
  But they can't stop the tide
  And they're never ever goin' to stop us
  They've got the bullets and the guns
  And the propaganda machine
  All we ever had was an impossible dream
  You stood tall as steel in the flaming night
  Said "let us have no fear
  The victors will be those who can the most endure
  Sally came to me with flames in her eyes
  And her long hair blowin' in the breeze
  She said "dry up your tears, boy, we've been down too long
  It's time we were up off our knees"
  Oh the stars in the heavens are blazin' tonight
  The moon she is glidin' on high
  And the drum roll of liberty beats in my heart
  As the warm winds of change blow by
  Don't ask me to be a slave anymore
  I couldn't be if I tried
  For the pipes scream an anthem of hope in my heart
  As the warm winds of change blow by
  She moved like a ghost through the enemy lines
  But her laugh was defiant and clear
  She kissed me hard on the mouth and said "goodbye

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  Forty-Deuce

  As I roved out one May morning
  On down by old Times Square
  I met a sportin' lady
  Sweet Nancy was her name
  She said "Me dearest darlin'
  You're so young and you smell so sweet
  But you'll age 10 years in 20 days down on 42nd Street"
  She took me upstairs to a room
  With cobwebs on the wall
  She said "Lay down, me darlin'
  You and I gonna have a ball"
  And as she kissed me virgin tears away
  She sang in her sweet voice
  Fare thee well my 42nd street
  Good-bye my forty-deuce
  In the years to come I had occasion
  To remember sweet Nancy's song
  For I fell in with bad company
  I lived me life all wrong
  I did everything forbidden
  By bible, book and creed
  'Til I'd no more virgin tears to shed
  Down on 42nd Street
  I fell in with two blaggards
  Spider Murphy and Jem Black
  We terrorized Hell's Kitchen
  We robbed both white and black
  We never gave a damn about
  The Narcos or the Vice
  For the days were short and the nights were long
  Down on dear old forty-deuce
  One night on 7th Avenue
  I was accosted by the law
  They said "We've got your number, lad
  You're time is gettin' short
  Take our advice, me bucko
  Kick the dust up with your heels
  And leave your false companions
  Down on 42nd Street"
  But I was young and stupid
  And loyal to a fault
  I had a package in me shirt
  To deliver to Jem Black
  When I handed him his contraband
  I was pounced on by 2 narcs
  Spider Murphy had betrayed me
  Farewell my forty-deuce
  I spent 10 years in Sing Sing
  Goin' slowly up the walls
  With revenge the only motive
  That kept me alive at all
  I came out of there a different man
  Cruel, vicious, but discreet
  Bought a gun and went back home
  Down to 42nd Street
  I followed Spider Murphy
  Into a church down by Times Square
  I blew him to sweet Jesus
  While he was kneelin' at his prayers
  If you're ever lookin' for Jem Black
  Don't bother tryin' home
  Coz he's 40 feet down under
  The Hudson's ragin' foam
  So, fare thee well, sweet Nancy
  Give back me virgin tears
  I'm goin' back to Sing Sing
  For five and fifty years
  Please hold me like the first time
  Sing in your sweet voice
  Fare thee well my 42nd Street
  Goodbye my forty-deuce

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  Brooklyn Girls

  Standing in your hallway, kiss your angel hair
  Hear your old grandmother recite her immigrant prayer
  She knew what you had to do, she'd probably kill you first, first
  But hold on, darlin', this time tomorrow, you'll be over the worst
  Brooklyn girls just break your heart
  Then they watch you fall apart with their incredible eyes
  Moistened by the goodbyes
  'Til I forget all I ever learned about those crazy Brooklyn girls
  Now I'm on the sidewalk, night lights up your room
  Go down to the Narrows, watch the raging moon
  Beam down on Staten Island with its unforgiving sheen
  And I'd give everything not to hemorrhage all of your dreams
  Brooklyn girls just break your heart
  Then they watch you fall apart with their incredible eyes
  Moistened by the goodbyes
  'Til I forget all I ever learned about those crazy Brooklyn girls
  Hey, Brooklyn girl, hey, Brooklyn girl
  What you gonna do, Brooklyn girl
  [Incomprehensible], it's all upto you
  So what you gonna do, Brooklyn girl
  What you gonna do?
  Verazanno hangs like a string of pearls in the night, I'd steal them for you
  Wear them tomorrow, make everything be alright
  Brooklyn girls just break your heart
  Then they watch you fall apart with their incredible eyes
  Moistened by the goodbyes
  'Til I forget all I ever learned about those crazy
  Brooklyn girls just break your heart
  Then they watch you fall apart with their incredible eyes
  Moistened by the goodbyes
  'Til I forget all I ever learned about those crazy

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  Bobby Sands Mp

  My name is Bobby Sands MP
  Born in the city of Belfast
  Divided by religion I grew up fast
  I was stabbed and I was spat upon
  My family run out of its home
  There was only one solution
  Turn the whole system upside down
  But the system had other ideas
  I got lifted for carryin' a gun
  In a trial without a jury
  I got fourteen years from the judge
  Screws beat me regularly
  But they couldn't break me because
  I had the love of my comrades
  And a burnin' faith in my cause
  Still I left a girl outside pregnant
  Married her while on remand
  Now I got a son and a pain in my heart
  When he doesn't recognize his old man
  Your soul's on ice oh, oh, oh, oh
  But they can't stop the desire
  To break on out oh, oh, oh, oh
  When your heart is on fire
  We wouldn't wear their convict clothes
  So they stripped us to the bone
  Threw in some threadbare blankets
  And when they jeered us about our nakedness
  As we slopped out down the halls
  We wouldn't come out of their prison cells
  We smeared shit on their prison walls
  Stuck in an eight foot concrete box
  With a Bible, a mattress
  And the threat of violence everyday
  Can I make it through these fourteen years?
  Will my son remember my face?
  I don't blame her for the separation
  But for Christ's sake let him keep his name
  Your soul's on ice oh, oh, oh, oh
  But they can't stop the desire
  To break on out oh, oh, oh, oh
  When your heart is on fire
  Five simple things we ask of them
  Five simple things denied
  But Thatcher, will not compromise
  I ask my Mother's permission
  To finally break her heart
  We have come to a decision, hunger strike
  Three comrades starve behind me
  I pray to God that my
  Death will lead to compromise
  I can no longer see your face
  My bones break through my skin
  I'm goin' back to Belfast City
  You can't cage my spirit in
  Your soul's on ice oh, oh, oh, oh
  But they can't stop the desire
  To break on out oh, oh, oh, oh
  When your heart is on fire
  Your soul's on ice oh, oh, oh, oh
  But they can't stop the desire
  To break on out oh, oh, oh, oh