Random Song Lyrics


#141

Was that after the junior football match the other day?


#142

You nearly had a verse written there at the end Flatty. Tidied it up for you.


#143

Someone’s got it in for me
They’re planting stories in the press
Whoever it is I wish they’d cut it out quick
But when they will I can only guess
They say I shot a man named Gray
And took his wife to Italy
She inherited a million bucks
And when she died it came to me
I can’t help it if I’m lucky


#144

I prefer Hootie and the Blowfish’s tribute. :open_mouth:


#145

Six foot six, he stood on the ground, weighing two hundred and thirty five pounds but I saw that giant of a man brought down to his knees by love.


#146

Has to be Johnny Cash


#147

Tis indeed pal.


#148

You could have done anything, if you wanted
And all your friends and family think that you’re lucky
But the side of you they’ll never see
Is when you’re left alone with your memories
That hold your life together, like glue

I’m getting a personalised scapular made with these lyrics and an image of Padre Pio.


#149

I confess, I burnt a hole in the mattress
Yes, yes, it was me, I plead guilty


#150

Today Tonight went to Ballinamore sir, they were briefed by the Gardai
On the video, they showed to them the Provos ‘atin curry and drinking tea
The were all wearin’ Russian balaclavas, each carried an RPG
British scalps around their tummy, pockets full of stolen money
Sez your man from RTE


#151

I’m living in the weirdest dream
Where nothing is the way it seems
Where no one’s who they need to be
Where nothing seems that real to me
How can we build our lives upon
No wall of stone, no solid ground
The world is spinning endlessly
We’re clinging to our own beliefs


#152

Lost in a fog
I’ve been treated like a dog
I’mmmmm ouuuuutttttt offf heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeerrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrreeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee


#153

So you say you wanted money but you know it’s never funny
When your shoes worn through and there’s a rumble in your tummy
But you had to have style get a gold tooth smile
Put a girl on the corner so you can make a pile
Committed a crime and went inside
It was coming your way but you had to survive
When you lost your babe, you lost the race
Now you’re looking at me to take her place


#154

They say he didn’t have an enemy
His was a greatness to behold
He was the last surviving progeny
The last one on this side of the world
He measured half a mile from tip to tail
silver and black with powerful fins
They say he could split a mountain in two
That’s how we got the Grand Canyon
Some say they saw him at the Great Lakes
Some say they saw him off the coast of Florida
My mother said she saw him in Chinatown
but you can’t always trust your mother.
Off the Carolinas the sun shines brightly in the day
The lighthouse glows ghostly there are night
The chief of a local tribe had killed a racist mayor’s son
and he’d been on death row since 1958
The mayor’s kid was a rowdy pig
spit on Indians and lots worse
The old chief buried a hatchet in his head
life compared to death for him seemed worse
The tribal brothers gathered in the lighthouse to sing
and tried to conjure up a storm or rain
The harbor parted and the great whale sprang full up
and caused a huge tidal wave
The wave crushed the jail and freed the chief
The tribe let out a roar
The whites were drowned
the browns and reds set free
but sadly one thing more
Some local yokel member of the NRA
kept a bazooka in his living room
and thinking he had the chief in his sights
blew the whale’s brains out with a lead harpoon
Well Americans don’t care for much of anything
land and water the least
And animal life is low on the totem pole
with human life not worth much more than infected yeast
Americans don’t care too much for beauty
They’ll shit in a river, dump battery acid in a stream
They’ll watch dead rats wash up on the beach
and complain if they can’t swim
They say things are done for the majority
Don’t believe half of what you see
and none of what you hear
It’s a lot like what my painter friend Donald said to me
"Stick a fork in their ass and turn them over, they’re done"


#155

If I’m to fall
Would you be there to applaud?
Or would you hide behind them all?
'Cause if I have to go,
In my heart you grow
And that’s where you belong


#156

You can force it but it will stay stung
You can crush it as dry as a bone


#157

And I wonder when I sing along with you
If everything could ever feel this real forever
If anything could ever be this good again
The only thing I’ll ever ask of you
You’ve got to promise not to stop when I say when
She sang


#158

And on cold leather seats, well it suddenly struck me
’I just might die with a smile on my face after all!!’


#159

Content in the hum
Between voice and drum
It’s in change
The poetic justice of cause and effect
Respect, love, compassion


#160

Libraries gave us power
Then work came and made us free.