We set controls for the heart of the sun
One of the ways we show our age
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Twas in another lifetime, one of toil and blood
When blackness was a virtue the road was full of mud
I came in from the wilderness, a creature void of form
Come in, she said
Iâll give ya shelter from the storm
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Cause, darling, Iâm a nightmare dressed like a daydream
Then we turned and shook as we had a look
In the room where the dead men lay
So big Jim Dwyer made his last trip
To the shores where his fatherâs laid
But fifteen minutes later
We had our first taste of whiskey
There was uncles giving lectures
On ancient Irish history
The men all started telling jokes
And the women they got frisky
By five oâclock in the evening
Every bastard there was piskey
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There is one from Askeaton and one from the Pike,
Another from Ardagh, my heart was beguiled,
Thoâ being from the mountains her stockings are white,
Agus fĂĄgaimĂd siĂșd mar atĂĄ sĂ©.
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give me a yoke
With plenty of poke
And a can of easy start
And 1500 acres
Hauling 40 tonne of grass
I said goodbye before July
To the woman in an awful rush
And it was near Christmas
Before I got back in touch
Who can be so overly covert?
Sometimes even covertly overt.
Fucking-a man!
CIA man.
Holler if you need me love Iâm in the house
Roam and strollinâ see what the honeys is about
Moet popping, hoe hopping, ainât no stopping big poppa, Iâm a bad boy
I hit you for the first time today
I didnât mean it
It just happened
You wouldnât let me go to the phone
You wanted to make love and I did not
Now I know the distance between us
Christ we werenât even fighting
I was just annoyed
Silence and you started to cry
That really hurt, you said
Yeah, and you thought you knew me
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Campione, campione, ole ole ole
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Youâve got the most
Ahh, but nobody loves you
Nobody has to
Jaysus thatâs a bit dark. Whatâs that from?
Only the greatest Irish song of all time
They built portholes for Bono so he could gaze out across the bay and sing about mountains and maybe
You are what you own in this land
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Whipping Boy - We Donât Need Nobody Else
Fucked up but brilliant at the same time
I canât suppress these feelings any longer
You excite me, delight me, inspire me, drive me
Itâs in your eyes a fire thatâs wild and glorious
Unhibited, unfinished in everything I do
Let the morning rise like our hearts desire
I canât help thinking that I love you
You need to listen to that entire album tonight. Probably in the top 3 Irish albums of all time.
When our time comes, when our time comes
I will know, I will know
Walk out of here, you could run out of time
But Iâm never gonna get to you
You have loved all my lies and plagued my desires
But Iâm never gonna get to you
Itâs the end of my time and I have to decide
If I ever wanna see it through
Beg me, beg me, beg me
On a hot summer night
Would you offer your throat to the wolf with the red roses?
Will he offer me his mouth?
Yes
Will he offer me his teeth?
Yes
Will he offer me his jaws?
Yes
Will he offer me his hunger?
Yes
Again, will he offer me his hunger?
Yes
And will he starve without me?
Yes
And does he love me?
Yes
Yes
On a hot summer night
Would you offer your throat to the wolf with the red roses?
Yes
I bet you to say that to all the boys
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