Chumbawamba

Salt Fare, North Sea – Chumbawamba

Salt fare, North Sea (repeats)
Roll on, roll off
With these words I drown
Topmast secured
Hatches battened down
Sometimes I think
It must be different on land
But from the mast I can only see tyrants
Still in command
Fish and Chip supper
Battered, no bones
Hung, drawn and quoted
And drifting alone
One thousand lashes
For the Age of Reason
Salt for your wounds
When the cod’s in season
Salt fare, North Sea (repeats)
We reach the horizon
And sail over the edge
Drunk on our memories
More sober than a judge
I’m wasting time
That I can’t afford
I know I’d die on the gallows
Before I’d die of being bored
Drifting along, drifting along (repeats)
Salt fare, North Sea (repeats)

By admin on October 7, 2013 | S Song Lyrics | A comment?
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Salome (Let’s Twist Again) – Chumbawamba

Part punk, part god almighty
Part fuck you, part mister x-ray eyes
I didn’t choose to be
Shouting for a living, it happened
Something snapped and I don’t know why
Too many slaps? Too many priests?
Fumbled sex in parks?
Or just a part of the me, me, me generation
The Thatcher youth
Coming home to roost
If the old school cap fits, wear it
But I’ll take my cake and share it
Burning down a bonfire made of teachers
Pay your VAT bills on the cinders
Just you and little Molly Flinders
Doing the twist at all the dances
Don’t look to me for answers
(Chorus)
Let’s twist again, hear them sing
Let’s twist again, see them sing
Let’s twist again
Let’s twist again, hear them sing
Let’s twist again, see them sing
Let’s twist again
Bring on the dancing girls
Part sussed, part amateur
Part love you, part mister bleeding heart
I singalonga, jump uppa-downa,
Watch this space
I’ve got lungs full of this stuff
Two sides together in the commons bar
Just who the fuck do they think they are
I am not a pop star
I am a part of the class war
Every revolutionary
Is motivated by love
I see the newsreels, two hundred bodies
In a shallow grave in Timor
What am I supposed to do?
Forget it? Pretend it never happened?
Whilst politicians circle-jerk ’round
Legal jargon totem poles
(Repeat chorus)
You tell me
Where does entertainment end
And responsibility begin
Oh Salome waits
Oh Salome waits
Oh Salome waits
She says ‘bring me all the heads
of all the heads of state
(Repeat)
(Repeat chorus)

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Nadzeroon El Babo – Chumbawamba

Chap. de Terre… make the fighting… six…
Nadzeroon El Babo
Last of the wizards
Living in his last retreat
Living in the retreating rain forests of
Dallemandia Africa
Dallemandia Africa
Dallemandia Africa
If we are to believe the forestry corporation
Nadzeroon was your typical pessimistic stick
Stuck in mud
Wood a piece of
Give his opinion
Mind, when you asked
‘Listen, Peep. I’m not your wizard. Your wizards, magicians, and kings live out there–bank managers, bureaucrats, and generals. Look around you, see what they do to the forest. We have ourselves, Peep, and each other, and that’s all. This earth belongs to us as to everyone, and it’s up to us to stand our ground like the giant mahogany, where our roots draw most strength. The forest needs me, Peep, I cannot come with you. Return to Scare City, and there you will find the Moneylith where man and his kind worships. Only you can know what to do. Share your knowledge, you’ll find a way. Peoplekind be with you. Farewell.’

By admin on September 21, 2013 | N Song Lyrics | A comment?
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L – Invasion – Chumbawamba

By building up the means for war, we thus preserve the peace
Such bullshit will prepare us for invasion from the east
And meanwhile, they’re carving up the land
The anglo-american military have taken full command
It’s keeping us fed we’re consuming it all
Fat on its culture and military control
Preparing for war bit by bit
Whilst we’re watching its telly and eating its shit
They’ve got it all worked out and we give our consent
They’ve got it all worked out and we give our consent
They’ve got it all worked out and we give our consent
They’ve got it all worked out for Central America
They’ve got it all worked out for Ireland
By sitting back and keeping silent we give them our consent
Born in the shadow of the USA
Taught the fundamental bullshit every day
Force fed on a diet of Great British lies
Media distortions censor our minds
Passive spectators of royalty
Too diverted to care if we’re free
ICI, BP, Thorn EMI
Red, white, and blue logos, British pride
With a Big Mac in one hand and a Coke at our sides
We’ve accepted their culture and swallowed their lies
They’ve put up more fences, watched us and spied
And cleverly told us they’ve got nothing to hide
For too long we’ve watched them preparing for battle
But the fightback is started little by little
Kicking at the midst of passive defense
Refusing cruise means tearing down fences
At Greenham and Molesworth, fences you can see
But then there’s all the barriers that are built around me
Political, economic, cultural, social
And people who live in glass houses
Shouldn’t encourage others to throw stones
Let the glossy shop fronts know what to expect
And colonel Sanders, you’re next

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L – Isolation – Chumbawamba

Come out of our corners
Keep moving, keep changing, start working together
We can change this world by changing ourselves
Make our hands one hand
Resist and realize
We are not isolated by distance
But by the fear of the consequences of honesty
Too scared to look inside ourselves
But eager to change the world
Never breaking the silence between you and me
We talk of universal peace
Whilst we fight internal wars
Ireland, El Salvador, battles to win
But the real revolution starts within
All of our differences deep and wide
Are the differences that we build inside
(Repeat as round)
And whilst we keep that space between us all
They keep invading and they keep control


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K-2 (Indian Restaurant) – Chumbawamba

The weekend booze-up, out with your mates
To the Indian restaurant–open til late
Mugs out of nightclubs, hungry and cold
Last chance for action before they stagger home
Work, ties, empty minds.
Years of lies, dumb and blind
Caged, bound and ready to ruck
Crudely wrapped, fed, fucked
It’s easy in numbers to make racist jokes
ANd you have to prove to everyone you’re one of the blokes
No imagination, never stopped to think
A lack of respect, a bellyful of drink
Work, ties, empty minds.
Years of lies, dumb and blind
Caged, bound and ready to ruck
Crudely wrapped, fed, fucked

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Jam Tomorrow – Chumbawamba

Hey hey hey hey
(Repeat)
Generation steamed away
(Repeat)
It’s jam tomorrow, shit today
(Repeat)


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Jacob’s Ladder – Chumbawamba

Jacob’s ladder
Like rusty old nails
At the bottom of the sea
Telling no tales
For the good of the Admiralty
You jump when you’re told to
Through the open door
And the King of Norway
He’s the man you all died for
On this Jacob’s Ladder
The only way up is down
Three days in the water
Watching all the secrets drown
Jacob’s Ladder
And they sent him to the wars to be slain, to be slain
And they sent him to the wars to be slain
(Repeats)
A thousand lifetimes
Left standing at the docks
In the bar down in Whitehall
They’re sure the boat won’t rock
In a file marked ‘Secret’
In a drawer kept closed
Nobody wonders
Because nobody knows
About this Jacob’s Ladder
The only way up is down
Three days in the water
Watching all the secrets drown
Jacob’s Ladder
And they sent him to the wars to be slain, to be slain
And they sent him to the wars to be slain
(Repeats)
On this Jacob’s Ladder
The only way up is down
Three days in the water
Watching all the secrets drown
(Repeats)
Jacob’s Ladder
(Repeats)
O Bulldog Leader, sooner or later we’ll dig up the body and try your cadaver (repeats)

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Jack Horner – Chumbawamba

You see who’s over there in the corner?
Little Jack Horner, sat in a corner…
I say, I say, I say
Why’d Jack Horner sit in the corner?
The story goes it’s cos he had a square bum.
Well I’m telling you, that’s not absolutely true
He was told to sit there by his teacher.
Jack’s crime was this, he said, ‘teacher you are wrong, the British army killed a lot of people too. The empire’s built on the broken backs and the stolen land of all them blacks, all paid for out of your income tax.’
She said, ‘I won’t stand for that. Don’t give me your back chat, the headmaster will surely hear of this.’
She said, ‘Don’t speak until you’re spoken to. I’ll tell you what you can and can’t do. Now go and sit in that corner ’till I get back.’
Jack was all alone
Struggling on his own
But when the head walked in the children made such a din
They said, ‘Jack get up, you got to get out. Don’t let them push you about, you know they’ll keep you in that corner ’till you’re dead. Jack get out, don’t sell out, don’t compromise with Christmas pies, you know they’ll keep you in that corner ’till you’re dead. Keep shouting back, you tell ’em Jack, don’t swallow none of their crap, you know they’ll keep you in that corner ’till you’re dead. Calling Jack Horners everywhere, don’t bend to authority which doesn’t care, you know they’ll keep you in that corner ’till you’re dead.’
Jane got up, she helped jack out, she said, ‘Teachers don’t mess us about, we won’t listen to your dirty lies. It’s you who’ve got your fingers in the pie. People die, you don’t question why, we won’t study your lies, we won’t eat your Christmas pie, we won’t eat dead animal pie, we won’t eat nukiller pie, we won’t eat your pie R squared, and if you really cared, neither would you.’

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Babbernation – Chumbawamba

I’m out in the country for a walk one day
I get the urge and I’ve got to go
I look around, make sure no one’s around
I pull down my pants and I face the ground
I think, well, we all go to the toilet
Just like we’ve got to eat
We don’t eat–it’s called starvation
We don’t babber–constipation

By admin on March 19, 2012 | B Song Lyrics | A comment?
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