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I wanna go on holiday I wanna do it soon
I wanna go holiday I wanna see the moon
From south London to Holloway might just catch me speeding through
I

You're on My Mind

The Animals

Animalisms

1966

Monday Friday
 Weekday Holiday Yeah
 Every single empty day
 You're on my mind 
 Yeah, you are my mind
 Ireland Germany
 When I'm away you, I

to Ireland
Im flying away from the crime scene
And Running away from the sirens

Look, I'm going away yeah I'm Flying
I'm making a track with a Lion
We

Ireland and Australia were walking down the road
Said Ireland to Australia Won't you help me with my load
I've got Fenians I've got criminals, take

Way up in the north in old Tyrone
There's a pretty little girl I call my own
She's the sweetest rose Ireland's ever grown
And sure as the moon

better then
Treating me like royalty similar to the bed we in 
Said she like horses wasn’t talking equestrian 
Black horse roars it turns the head

ahh yayee
I can feel it no it ain't far away
You keep telling me take a holiday
No no, can't be sleeping on it I'm awake
Go go, tell them nigga's get up

The lame shit we not finna tolerate this shit aint old boy this shit right here modern day
I hit the mall everyday like it’s a holiday that’s what my shawty

You're on My Mind

Eric Burdon

Eric Burdon & the Animals [Teldec]

1983

Monday Friday
 Weekday Holiday Yeah
 Every single empty day
 You're on my mind 
 Yeah, you are my mind
 Ireland Germany
 When I'm away you, I

in our hearts
With the memories in our hearts
With the memories in our hearts
With the memories

Holidays in the mountains
Winters staying home with

"It's not simply a marketplace, it is a community
Where every single worker has rights, to holiday pay
A Maximum working week, so that the good employer

the funeral...left with only the winter holiday memories...left knowing she would’ve wanted me to stay because I was to become famous, as she said, even write her

went out of my way on holiday to get shit for you
Every country we went to
Let me remind you that it was four
Five fucking flights
And a sixth to get

in our hearts
With the memories in our hearts
With the memories in our hearts
With the memories

Holidays in the mountains
Winters staying home with

From the Cradle to the Grave

Subhumans

From the Cradle to the Grave

1983

of orders and promise you rewards
Like busting up your family by sending you abroad
A holiday in Germany or Iceland or Hong Kong
Making money being useless

Stroll Thru a Wicked Age

Betrayal

Renaissance by Death

hold
Scotland, Denmark, Ireland and the British isle shores
Home the history of Druid worship and the Celtic tales unfold

Darkening themselves with