Memories of Shilts Chumbawamba

Memories of Shilts England's goalkeeper since Gordon Banks Consistent, reliable, a safe pair of hands But despite all his saves and all his acrobatics I can't help recalling something more dramatic

I Never Gave Up (Cass Mix) Chumbawamba

(Repeats throughout) Have a good time all the time (Repeat) Some-some-some-some-sometimes I vomit happy memories Sometimes I laugh out loud just to crack my face L A U G H I N G laughing...

Shake Baby Shake Chumbawamba

Shake Baby Shake Shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it Shake, baby, shake the memories away Shake it, shake it Shake this grown-up Barbie Doll of a day Shake it, shake it She gets Hugh Hefner

Salt Fare, North Sea Chumbawamba

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

I Never Gave Up Chumbawamba

made love I learnt to snatch whatever I could I never asked for pity and I never gave up (Repeat chorus) Twenty months I kept accounts And in the end they'll balance out Sometimes I vomit happy memories

I Never Gave Up (Rondo Mix) Chumbawamba

There's only one of me, like there's only one of you!" "Well you need me..." "You're a..." "A rival..." "We'll do it my..."

All In Vain Chumbawamba

your prayers for the great pretenders I see nothing but flowers, all in vain "I wish, I wish, I wish, I wish (Repeats) But it's all in vain" (Repeats) All the gravestone elegies I-never-met-you memories

Sweet F.A. Chumbawamba

In the light of the ignorance and misplaced fear Of the panicked bosses of the Football League It isn't surprising that hugging and kissing Are banned on account of the threat of AIDS It isn't surprising

Mouthful of Shit Chumbawamba

Mouthful of Shit (Chorus) Can't hear you 'cause your mouth's full of shit Can't hear you 'cause your mouth's full of shit Do something about it (Repeat chorus) Well I'm really back to basics

The Ballad Of Peoplekind Chumbawamba

The Ballad Of Peoplekind Listen, Peep Don't you worry Peoplekind be with you all the way I say farewell now, Peep, OK If we hurry we might just save our day Give them a piece of your peace of

Zola Budd Chumbawamba

Zola Budd She's a slip of a girl to be out of school She's a product of apartheid She won her spurs under minority rule She's a product of apartheid Afrikaners run the best In bare feet and British

Polo Chumbawamba

Polo Polo has the biggest pitch of any ball game Polo has the biggest idiots On the biggest pitch of any ball game Polo has the biggest idiots With the biggest bank accounts On the biggest pitch

Rage Chumbawamba

Rage Hear the ghosts of ever after Yell of anger Ring of laughter Don't go gently into the night Rage against the dying of the light

Punch Drunk Chumbawamba

Punch Drunk The evolution of humankind An opposing digit, the use of tools Inventing the wheel, exploring space Brain size still developing Two men and a referee Foam gloves and a silver cup

Saying No Chumbawamba

Saying No And we got to find as many ways, as many ways as we can find Of saying no to the ways of governments and multinational companies And we got to find as many ways, as many ways as we can

The Day The Nazi Died (1993 Mix) Chumbawamba

The Day The Nazi Died (1993 Mix) They're here and they're there and they're everywhere (Repeat) We're taught that after the war the Nazis vanished without a trace But batallions of fascists still

Benefits of the Game Chumbawamba

Benefits of the Game Whilst Robson plays his Sharp CD And Beardsley paints his lounge "hint of green" And the big clubs dream of a Superleague Of Keegan's "reasonable" three thousand a week But

On The Day The Nazi Died Chumbawamba

We're told that after the war The Nazis vanished without a trace But the Italians are facist Still dream of a master race The history books they tell Of their defeat at '45 But they all came out of the

Mary Mary Chumbawamba

Hail Mary full of grace The Lord is with Thee Blessed art Thou amongst women And blessed is the fruit of Thy womb, Jesus Holy Mary, Mother of God Pray for us sinners now And at the hour of our death Amen

One-Sided Game Chumbawamba

One-Sided Game With a flick of the boot and a nod of the head The ball goes crashing in the back of the net But the referee and linesman disallow the goal 'Cause the boot's on the other foot, the

K-2 (Indian Restaurant) Chumbawamba

K-2 (Indian Restaurant) 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

One Way System Chumbawamba

One Way System Everybody's looking for a one way system As if there's only one way out of this prison Everybody's looking for that one piece of wisdom As if there's just one answer to all of our

Studmarks on the Summits Chumbawamba

So out of the stadiums! Into the hills! Out of the armchairs! Onto the fells!

Just A Form Of Music Chumbawamba

Just A Form Of Music It is a real pleasure to be here with you this afternoon.

Without Reason Or Rhyme (The Killing Of Harry Stanley) Chumbawamba

On hands and knees Floors like these Washing away Red from grey Hearts will ache Shotgun-shaped No remorse Of course, of course Of course there's an explanation Why you sing without reason or rhyme Why

Without Reason Or Rhyme Chumbawamba

On hands and knees Floors like these Washing away Red from grey Hearts will ache Shotgun-shaped No remorse Of course, of course Of course there's an explanation Why you sing without reason or

Learning Karate Chumbawamba

Learning Karate Complete control of mind and matter Concentration, manipulation Movements swift, deadly, graceful Applying oneself with dedication Martial arts, an ancient skill Of mind and body

Top Of The World (Ol?Ol?Ol? Chumbawamba

Top Of The World (Ol?Ol?Ol?

In Praise of Sumo Chumbawamba

In Praise of Sumo Like two gigantic Buddhas Someone carved from jelly Huge yet nimble Strong yet gentle They pace the sawdust circle No flicker of emotion Huge yet nimble Strong yet gentle

Shoot Chumbawamba

Shoot I heard that in the First World War The soldiers called a truce For a Christmas game of football Instead of fighting their pointless war Instead of fighting their pointless war Pointless

Face Jumping Chumbawamba

Face Jumping The ancient sport of face-jumping Involved a skill unknown A jump onto a partner's face With ne'er a crack of bone Tom McSmee, a champion, In several tests of skill Could jump into

She's got all the friends Chumbawamba

She's got all the friends that money can buy She's the apple of her Daddy's eye She's got all the friends that money can buy She's the apple of her Daddy's eye The family money has a magnetic pull

Let It Be Chumbawamba

Let It Be And this is Steve Wright, we hope that those that lost relatives in this terrible disaster may be able to have a better life as a result of this great record This great record This great

We Support All Forms of Resistance Against This Ra Chumbawamba

We Support All Forms of Resistance Against This Racist System (Part II) Don't respect your choice of opinion If your choice is a racist system 'Freedom of speech'--it's a worthless cause As long

Morality Play In Three Acts Chumbawamba

Morality Play In Three Acts Act one, the smell of green leather, French polish, quite pristine, not a hair out of place, not a wrinkle, not a crease, the silverware all clean.

The Triumph Of General Ludd Chumbawamba

The Triumph Of General Ludd No more chant your old rhymes about old Robin Hood His feats I do little admire I'll sing the achievements of General Ludd Now the hero of Nottingham Shire Those engines

Why Are We Still In Ireland? Chumbawamba

Our settlers calling our kingdom great Our banners raised on high Baptized with the tide of history That won't lie down and die Words from our own good book to help us get by The sacrifice of our

Isolation Chumbawamba

Isolation 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

Come On Baby (Let's Do The Revolution) Chumbawamba

Come on baby, let's do the revolution Six for the record, and seven for the t-shirt A picture of the band And a ticket for the promised land Watching all the bouncers Systematically beating up the dancers

Ugliest Part Of The Body Chumbawamba

Ugliest Part Of The Body What's the ugliest part of your body? What's the ugliest part of your body?

Catastrophe Reality Chumbawamba

Micheal Heseltine on the telly, whilst he was still environment secretary, and it was a U.N. debate called 'The State Of The Planet, Ten Year On.'

Just Us Mix Chumbawamba

Just Us Mix Justice, injustice Justice, injustice Drip feed democracy, and collective amnesia A cocktail of beatings, imprisonment, and poverty Bitter medicine, no longer disguised with a spoonful

Ah-men Chumbawamba

Ah-men A visionary pause in the cycle When she refused to buy or sell When the daughters of perfect wives Said there must be more sacrifice Needed more than symbolic change More than silent wasting

One By One Chumbawamba

Pontius Pilate came to our town Up to the dockyards to see the picket line We asked him to help but he just turned around He's the leader of the union now Leader of the union All of our questions

Give The Anarchist A Cigarette Chumbawamba

For god's sake burn it down Nothing ever burns down by itself Every fire needs a little bit of help Nothing ever burns down by itself Every fire needs a little bit of Give the anarchist a cigarette

Song Of The Mother In Debt Chumbawamba

Song Of The Mother In Debt I'm always waiting I'm sick of waiting For the day my luck will change I've spent enough time In queues and bread lines In hope of better days These thieves and scroungers

Education (Part II) Chumbawamba

Education (Part II) They're the bosses of tomorrow They're called the FCS Fascist Conservative Sheep Who claim to know what's best Tied to dad's finances And only just out of school They want

Brian Chumbawamba

Brian It's all about getting the ball in the back of the net, Brian I'm as sick as a parrot, Brian I'm over the moon, Brian Well, I think the lads were well worth a point, Brian At the end of

Jesus In Vegas Chumbawamba

I am the Lord of the very last dance I've got 'Tommy' on the leg of my pants I've got the audience in the palm of my hands My good friend Sinatra on my right Andrew Lloyd Webber is doing the lights

Lying In The Dirt Chumbawamba

One - Manf Ugga-Ugga Freaks Out Man grabbed hold of the wrong end of the branch and it snapped Man was fallen down Fallen down to the ground, to the brown He felt a right dick lying in the dirt of