Lyrics:
to cope with this
Carlisle lived in a little brown shack
Just enough sense to hide his stash
Since presents came only two times a year
All the money for
Music: Loreena McKennitt
Lyric: Sir Walter Scott (1771 â?? 1832)
It was an English ladye bright,
(The sun shines fair on Carlisle wall,)
And she
Music: Loreena McKennitt
Lyric: Sir Walter Scott (1771 â?? 1832)
It was an English ladye bright,
(The sun shines fair on Carlisle wall,)
And she
Gannen up
Gannen up
Gannen up
Carlisle's gannen up
cm gan down the grun to deeks the chors in blue
Fust to the bee ‘ive coz neeone likes to queue
And at nights he dreamed Evil Knievel
And a canyon to jump in his backyard.
Danny Carlisle, he don't give a shit about the contras
Danny Carlisle, he's
hand and foot, led him up through Carlisle town
All the lads along the way cried "Hughie Graeme, you shall hang"
"Loose my right arm free," he said,
'em all
Fuck 'em all
From Cornwall to Carlisle
Manchester to Liverpool
Can't be your conscience playing tricks on the brain
Must be the wind in your
fills you up with pride
From the railway lines in Carlisle to the docks of Liverpool
Brought up to tell it like it is and we will not suffer fools
From
to write
Kiss from mother, hug from father
Sank his final pint of lager
Proudly walking off into the night.
From Carlisle to Kabul
To Helmand fresh from Hull
bend His ear to
the ground.
When we are lost in Carlisle,
When we are birdless,
Flowerless in the spring
And we cannot sing.
Oh Father John in
and told me you knew
And so it begins
Hey Carlisle, I just wanted to say
I'm very sorry for how things turned out
Between us
Look, I know
We haven't talked
races what an Indian can do
These words rang true, these words were the last from his father
Before he went off to Carlisle to play football for Pop
Carlisle (also of the girl group The Go Go's) but her management a the time turned the song down.
Would this song sound out of place on a Belinda Carlisle
spot rodents devout poet
I meditate with calmness with the Glock Loaded
Nigga I'm just Carlisle Von and the block know it
This is my moment precise with
Every time you say goodnight
We were watching Twilight
You're thirsting over Carlisle
Everything is sarcasm
Tell me when you're genuine
Never had
in Carlisle
And their tanks in York
Machine guns in Glasgow
And a ship in port
There's a place under the fold
It's filled with tea and rum and gold
sleeping all the while I was busy at Carlisle
Where I met the stationmaster with elation
They might see me at Dumfries if I summoned the police
If there was
Carlisle Von
Who got fired from UPS for tryna send you a bomb
(Special delivery) I sign to a local label for fun
Say I got cancer, get dropped, take
Said farewell to my last hotel
It never was much a kind of a bode
Glasgow town never brought me down
When I was heading out on the road
Carlisle
Said farewell to my last hotel
It never was much a kind of a bode
Glasgow town never brought me down
When I was heading out on the road
Carlisle city
Carlisle, he loved a lady
Many years ago
Here beside him stands a man
A soldier from the looks of him
Who came through many fights
But lost at love
While
Said farewell to my last hotel
It never was much kind of abode
Glasgow town never brought me down
When I was heading out on the road
Carlisle
But there's panic on the streets of Carlisle
Dublin, Dundee, Humberside
I wonder to myself
Burn down the disco
Hang the blessed DJ
Because
But there's panic on the streets of Carlisle
Dublin, Dundee, Humberside
I wonder to myself
Burn down the disco
Hang the blessed DJ
Because
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