Lyrics:
This comes from my family
And the ancient sea.
A prehistoric impression
Of the modern krill,
She feeds the noble whale,
And offers you longevity
The words I slowly put together
Do not flow easily, they only fill my heart
Finally, please take good care in the heat.
Sister four and brothers three
Hanging off the family tree
Practicing for getting old
Do you want your fortune told
They're looking for you high and low
Now there's nowhere for you to go
So you'll just have to come out and face the music
Jackson's, Monk and Rowe
Long ago when we were kids and we cut your hair to bits
As we carried off like spoils the heads we'd smash right off
Your dolls
But the wind is changing you know
Are you sure of your friends and your foe
Have you got what it takes to carry it off
Jackson's, Monk and Rowe
As the sun beats down and life begins to complicate
Will we both incinerate
If we touch that brass name-plate
Messrs. all, noble sirs
Highly paid solicitors
Find enclosed my signed divorce
Sad proceedings you endorse
The burden of pity will show
In the people we used to know
Have you got enough strength to carry it off
Jackson's, Monk and Rowe
More fatalities and reality brung you closure
The noble person that goes to work and pray like they 'posed to?
Slaughter people too, your murder's just a bit slower
I'm a killer, he's a killer, she's a killer, bitch (what the fuck?)
I'm afraid I disagree
They could be land rich, bankrupt, aristocracy
Without a penny to their name
Just like you, and me
Oh dear
And that's why everything
Every last little thing
Every single tiny microscopic little thing must go
According to plan
Our daughter will wed
According to plan
Our family led
From the depths of deepest poverty
To the noble realm
Of our ancestors
And who'd have guessed in a million years?
I went to Staten Island, Sharon
To buy myself a mandolin
And I saw the long white dress of love
On a storefront mannequin
Big boat chuggin' back with a belly full of cars
All for something lacy
Some girl's going to see that dress
And crave that day like crazy
Little Indian kids on a bridge up in Canada
They can balance and they can climb
Like their fathers before them
They'll walk the girders of the Manhattan skyline
Shine your light on me, Miss Liberty
Because as soon as this ferry boat docks
I'm headed to the church
To play Bingo
Fleece me with the gamblers' flocks
I can keep my cool at poker
But I'm a fool when love's at stake
Because I can't conceal emotion
What I'm feeling's always written on my face
There's a gypsy down on Bleecker Street
I went in to see her as a kind of joke
And she lit a candle for my love luck
And eighteen bucks went up in smoke
Sharon, I left my man
At a North Dakota junction
And I came out to the Big Apple here
To face the dream's malfunction
Love's a repetitious danger
You'd think I'd be accustomed to
Well, I do accept the changes
At least better than I used to do
A woman I knew just drowned herself
The well was deep and muddy
She was just shaking off futility
Or punishing somebody
My friends were calling up all day yesterday
All emotions and abstractions
It seems we all live so close to that line
And so far from satisfaction
Dora says, "have children"
Mama and Betsy say, "find yourself a charity"
Help the needy and the crippled or put some time into ecology
Well, there's a wide, wide world of noble causes
And lovely landscapes to discover
But all I really wanna do right now
Is find another lover
When we were kids in Maidstone, Sharon
I went to every wedding in that little town
To see the tears and the kisses
And the pretty lady in the white lace wedding gown
And walking home on the railroad tracks
Or swinging on the playground swing
Love stimulated my illusions
More than anything
And when I went skating after Golden Reggie
You know it was white lace I was chasing
Chasing dreams
Mama's nylons underneath my cowgirl jeans
He showed me first you get the kisses
And then you get the tears
But the ceremony of the bells and lace
Still veils this reckless fool here
Now there are twenty-nine skaters on Wolmann rink
Circling in singles and in pairs
In this vigorous anonymity
A blank face at the window stares
And stares and stares and stares and stares
And the power of reason
And the flowers of deep feelings
Seem to serve me
Only to deceive me
Sharon, you've got a husband
And a family and a farm
I've got the apple of temptation
And a diamond snake around my arm
You still have your music
And I've still got my eyes on the land and the sky
You sing for your friends and your family
I'll walk green pastures by and by
I went to Staten Island
To buy myself a mandolin
And I saw the long white dress of love
On a storefront mannequin
Big boat chuggin' back with a belly full of cars
All for something lacy
Some girl's going to see that dress
And crave that day like crazy
Little Indian kids on a bridge up in Canada
They can balance and they can climb
Like their fathers before them
They'll walk the girders of the Manhattan skyline
Shine your light on me Miss Liberty
Because as soon as this ferry boat docks
I'm headed to the church
To play Bingo
Fleece me with the gamblers' flocks
I can keep my cool at poker
But I'm a fool when love's at stake
Because I can't conceal emotion
What I'm feeling's always written on my face
There's a gypsy down on Bleecker Street
I went in to see her as a kind of joke
And she lit a candle for my love luck
And eighteen bucks went up in smoke
Sharon, I left my man
At a North Dakota junction
And I came out to the "Big Apple" here
To face the dream's malfunction
Love's a repetitious danger
You'd think I'd be accustomed to
Well, I do accept the changes
At least better than I used to do
A woman I knew just drowned herself
The well was deep and muddy
She was just shaking off futility
Or punishing somebody
My friends were calling up all day yesterday
All emotions and abstractions
It seems we all live so close to that line
And so far from satisfaction
Dora says, "Have children"
Mama and Betsy say, "Find yourself a charity"
Help the needy and the crippled or put some time into Ecology
Well, there's a wide wide world of noble causes
And lovely landscapes to discover
But all I really want right now
Is, find another lover
When we were kids in Maidstone, Sharon
I went to every wedding in that little town
To see the tears and the kisses
And the pretty lady in the white lace wedding gown
And walking home on the railroad tracks
Or swinging on the playground swing
Love stimulated my illusions
More than anything
And when I went skating after Golden Reggie
You know it was white lace I was chasing
Chasing dreams
Mama's nylons underneath my cowgirl jeans
He showed me first you get the kisses
And then you get the tears
But the ceremony of the bells and lace
Still veils this reckless fool here
Now there are twenty-nine skaters on Wolmann rink
Circling in singles and in pairs
In this vigorous anonymity
A blank face at the window stares and stares and stares and stares
And the power of reason
And the flowers of deep feeling
Seem to serve me
Only to deceive me
Sharon you've got a husband
And a family and a farm
I've got the apple of temptation
And a diamond snake around my arm
But you still have your music
And I've still got my eyes on the land and the sky
You sing for your friends and your family
I'll walk green pastures by and by
To walk the purple heather
And hear the west wind cry
To know that's where the rapparee must die
Since Cromwell pushed us westward
To live our lowly lives
There's some of us have deemed to fight
From Tipperary mountains high
Noble men with wills of iron
Who are not afraid to die
Who'll fight with Gaelic honour held on high?
Sisters four and brothers three
Hanging off the family tree
Practicing for getting old
Do you want your fortune told
They're looking for you high and low
Now there's nowhere for you to go
So you'll just have to come out and face the music
Jacksons, monk and Rowe
Long ago when we were kids and we cut your hair to bits
As we carried off like spoils the heads we'd smash right off
Your dolls
But the wind is changing you know
Are you sure of your friends and your foe
Have you got what it takes to carry it off
Jacksons, Monk and Rowe
As the sun beats down and life begins to complicate
Will we both incinerate
If we touch that brass name-plate
Messrs. all, noble sirs
Highly paid solicitors
Find enclosed my signed divorce
Sad proceedings you endorse
The burden of pity will show
In the people we used to know
Have you got enough strength to carry it off
Jacksons, Monk and Rowe
Sisters four and brothers three
Hanging off the family tree
Practicing for getting old
Do you want your fortune told
They're looking for you high and low
Now there's nowhere for you to go
So you'll just have to come out and face the music
Jacksons, monk and Rowe
Long ago when we were kids and we cut your hair to bits
As we carried off like spoils the heads we'd smash right off
Your dolls
But the wind is changing you know
Are you sure of your friends and your foe
Have you got what it takes to carry it off
Jacksons, Monk and Rowe
As the sun beats down and life begins to complicate
Will we both incinerate
If we touch that brass name-plate
Messrs. all, noble sirs
Highly paid solicitors
Find enclosed my signed divorce
Sad proceedings you endorse
The burden of pity will show
In the people we used to know
Have you got enough strength to carry it off
Jacksons, Monk and Rowe
Makaveli tell me to ride and I'm a ride
Pick my enemies out the crowd and muthaf***as die
It's not the way I wanna live my n**** it's how it is
Homie got into a fight last night they killed his kids
In this life I lead fiend for currency get high off weed
Collect G's make my enemies bleed
When you see me n**** holla my set and watch 'em ride
Outlaw mother f***ers till we die
In this life I lead fiend for currency get high off weed
Collect G's make my enemies bleed
When you see me n**** holla my set and watch 'em ride
Outlaw mother f***ers till we die in this life I lead
I ain't a killer but don't push me dog
For that family I'll send that a** straight to God
And in this life I lead I've seen the most of my 23 years
My vision is blurry the money is clear
Some of my peers eternally will sleep in a coffin
And when noble on the road I'm extremely cautious
It happened that fast split second you're gone
At the top of my tombstone put 'Noble is raw'
Outlaw till I'm under the floor for Kadafi the prince
I stack dough like a clock on the bricks
With a watch on my wrist dog
I know the time these days we outlaws
We gonna die this way
We already in the history books
Pac made sure of that whateva you took we taking it back
You know it's all for the foundation
Outlaws we still building the thug nation holla at your homie
In this life I lead fiend for currency get high off weed
Collect G's make my enemies bleed
When you see me n**** holla my set and watch 'em ride
Outlaw mother f***ers till we die
In this life I lead fiend for currency get high off weed
Collect G's make my enemies bleed
When you see me n**** holla my set and watch 'em ride
Outlaw mother f***ers till we die in this life I lead
It ain't but nothing air between us oxygen is gettin' hot
Got a problem mo' fag a** n**** kick rocks
Now [Incomprehensible] on the phone and the n**** talking crazy
I don't know who to blame him or [Incomprehensible] for killing babies
I'm a New Jers Devil the street created rebel
Only got one shot to produce on every level
This is Maximus go to the max I must
N**** I came from not much so money I clutch you huh
Napoleon the strength of strong arm
With a dick they whistle and ride I put a move up on
I'm a hardcore product of the ghetto
Been blessed fo' sho to eat from out the ghetto
I maneuver in the right lane quick to push back lanes
Switch it to the left lane I play with my hands
And I'm plotting on the fortune, it's gettin' hot and scorching
I'm thinking like a scorpion that torturing an enemy
In this life I lead fiend for currency get high off weed
Collect G's make my enemies bleed
When you see me n**** holla my set and watch 'em ride
Outlaw mother f***ers till we die
In this life I lead fiend for currency get high off weed
Collect G's make my enemies bleed
When you see me n**** holla my set and watch 'em ride
Outlaw mother f***ers till we die in this life I lead
Now with this outlaw lifestyle that I've been introduced to
Money and hoes keep us closer to Lucifer
Steady seducing us and I'm all for it
It's the life for me and the law can't spoil it
So you can call it what the f*** you want
But I'm a baller alcoholic with a sawn off pump
My mamma ain't raise no punk
And even dead Pac so when I jump off I breathe for yak
Been puttin' in work so I walk with a bop
And it safe at home so I sleep with a glock
Thug living ugh what the f*** would be better
I do my dirt with the family so we dying together
We on a mission for mo'
Gangsta s*** on you hoes
We ain't f***ing with you lawyers
Crossing n****s up out there dough
Trying to live Godzilla
Edi went from a bad boy to a anybody killer
Look out wanted man guns in hand
Stand firm nuts are my pride now let's burn
Bound and profound going down swinging
Holding my ground we the last ones breathing
No stopping till we eating deep in the trenches
So many killings it's senseless
So in this life I lead I stay protected my God
My squad and this thing in my palm
Now all my hustling motherf***ers
Get your money sing along
In this life I lead fiend for currency get high off weed
Collect G's make my enemies bleed
When you see me n**** holla my set and watch 'em ride
Outlaw mother f***ers till we die
In this life I lead fiend for currency get high off weed
Collect G's make my enemies bleed
When you see me n**** holla my set and watch 'em ride
Outlaw mother f***ers till we die in this life I lead
This motherf***ing life I lead n****
You know what time it is
West Side, death row
Dogg pound
Everybody killer, bad boy killer, killer
Anybody killer
F*** all y'all n****s
If it ain't West Side n**** it ain't Pac
That's on my momma
There's a laddered tear in my high ideals
Like I took a chair on the battle field
And any noble fire that was burning in my chest
Is acid in my belt at the very best
There's a bayonet in my family things
It was made in the USA to defend the king
And though the sinew that thrust
And all the bones it splintered are dust
It's passed from hand to hand
With the wedding rings
Oh settle down little heart of mine
Oh settle down you're doing double time
You're so far away and she's right there
By your side
Oh settle down little heart of mine
Have you ever walked the lonesome hills
And heard the curlews cry
Or seen the raven black as night
Upon a windswept sky
To walk the purple heather
And hear the westwind cry
To know that's where the rapparee must die
Since Cromwell pushed us westward
To live our lowly lives
There's some of us have deemed to fight
From Tipperary mountains high
Noble men with wills of iron
Who are not afraid to die
Who'll fight with Gaelic honor held on high
A curse upon you Oliver Cromwell
You who raped our Motherland
I hope you're rotting down in hell
For the horrors that you sent
To our misfortunate forefathers
Whom you robbed of their birthright
"To hell or Connaught" may you burn in hell tonight
Of one such man I'd like to speak
A rapparee by name and deed
His family dispossessed and slaughtered
They put a price upon his head
His name is known in song and story
His deeds are legends still
And murdered for blood money
Was young Ned of the hill
You have robbed our homes and fortunes
Even drove us from our land
You tried to break our spirit
But you'll never understand
The love of dear old Ireland
That will forge an iron will
As long as there are gallant men
Like young Ned of the hill
A curse upon you Oliver Cromwell
You who raped our Motherland
I hope you're rotting down in hell
For the horrors that you sent
To our misfortunate forefathers
Whom you robbed of their birthright
"To hell or Connaught" may you burn in hell tonight
To walk the purple heather and hear the westwind cry
To know that's where the rapparee must die
Since Cromwell pushed us westward to live our lowly lives
Some of us have deemed to fight from Tipperary mountains high
Noble men with wills of iron who are not afraid to die
And who'll fight with Gaelic honor held on high
A curse upon you Oliver Cromwell, you who raped our Motherland
I hope you're rotting down in hell for the horrors that you sent
To our misfortunate forefathers whom you robbed of their birthright
"To hell or Connaught" may you burn in hell tonight
Of one such man I'd like to speak a rapparee by name and deed
His family dispossessed and slaughtered they put a price upon his head
His name is known in song and story and his deeds are legends still
And murdered for blood money was young Ned of the hill
And you've robbed our homes and fortunes, even drove us from the land
You tried to break our spirit but you'll never understand
The love of dear old Ireland that will forge an iron will
As long as there are gallant men like young Ned of the hill
A curse upon you Oliver Cromwell, you who raped our Motherland
I hope you're rotting down in hell for the horrors that you sent
To our misfortunate forefathers whom you robbed of their birthright
"To hell or Connaught" may you burn in hell tonight
[Young Noble]
We don't shed tears we shed blood
Do you still wanna be a thug? HUH? WHAT?
We don't shed tears we shed blood
Do you still wanna be a thug?
Have you ever walked the lonesome hills
And heard the curlews cry
Or seen the raven black as night
Upon a windswept sky
To walk the purple heather
And hear the westwind cry
To know that's where the rapparee must die
Since Cromwell pushed us westward
To live our lowly lives
There's some of us have deemed to fight
From Tipperary mountains high
Noble men with wills of iron
Who are not afraid to die
Who'll fight with Gaelic honor held on high
A curse upon you Oliver Cromwell
You who raped our Motherland
I hope you're rotting down in hell
For the horrors that you sent
To our misfortunate forefathers
Whom you robbed of their birthright
"To hell or Connaught" may you burn in hell tonight
Of one such man I'd like to speak
A rapparee by name and deed
His family dispossessed and slaughtered
They put a price upon his head
His name is known in song and story
His deeds are legends still
And murdered for blood money
Was young Ned of the hill
You have robbed our homes and fortunes
Even drove us from our land
You tried to break our spirit
But you'll never understand
The love of dear old Ireland
That will forge an iron will
As long as there are gallant men
Like young Ned of the hill
A curse upon you Oliver Cromwell
You who raped our Motherland
I hope you're rotting down in hell
For the horrors that you sent
To our misfortunate forefathers
Whom you robbed of their birthright
"To hell or Connaught" may you burn in hell tonight
He grew up with nothing
He lived and died poor
A father of four
He left his family temporarily
For a future based on words of chicanery
They said join the Army
Join the Navy
He joined the Marines
And his children were proud
But exhalation was exhausted
And patronage died
When this expendable number
Left his family of five
Imposture
And all that man wanted was
To provide a better existence for
His kids and wife
An investment that cost him his life
A family of ethics has
A fatality of war can't be noble enough
To justify the loss of life so young
Continental security
Atonement, there's no such thing
There was no hero in the end
Only letters of resent, remorse, regret
Bitter resent
Imposture
And all those boys wanted was
To be alive,
A return of existence yet
So many died
And those who returned were alone
With nothing awaiting at home
Again the headlines read
"A Noble Soldier Finds A Noble Ending"
They are the ones who can be done without
Expendable numbers forgotten
No doubt
A family of ethics has died
Me and the Major could become close friends cause we
Get on the same train and he wants to talk to me
Me and the Major could become close friends cause we
Get on the same train and he wants to talk
But there is too much history, too much biography between us
Me and the Major don't see eye to eye on a
Number of things, he'll take a guy like me oh yeah
Me and the Major don't see eye to eye on a
Number of things, he'll take a guy like me
And put him in the army
Cause the Queen's own army makes a man of you
But he doesn't understand and he doesn't try
He knows there's something missing and he knows it's you and I
We're the younger generation, we grew up fast
All the others did drugs
They're taking it out on us
They're taking it out on us
They're taking it out on us
Me and the Major are from different worlds, but if
I get stuck in the lift it's always with a toff
Me and the Major are from different worlds, but if
I get stuck in the lift it's always with a man
Of noble standing who looks down on me like I was never born
I think the Major's going quite insane, he goes
Along the pavement and comes back again, oh yeah
I think the Major's going quite insane, he goes
Along the pavement and comes back again
Like he is on parade, and he is on parade
At least he thinks so
Now he is swapping his tent for a sheltered home
He doesn't have a family, and he is living alone
He remembers all the punks and the hippies too
And he remembers Roxy Music in seventy-two
He doesn't understand and he doesn't try
He knows there's something missing and he knows it's you and I
We're the younger generation, we grew up fast
All the others did drugs
They're taking it out on us
They're taking it out on us
They're taking it out on us
I want a dance, I want a drink of whisky so I
Forget the Major and go up the town
I want a dance, I want a drink of whisky so I
Forget the Major and go up the town
Because the snow is falling
Yeah the snow is falling
Me and the Major could become close friends cause we
Get on the same train and he wants to talk to me
Me and the Major could become close friends cause we
Get on the same train and he wants to talk
But there is too much history, too much biography between us
Me and the Major don't see eye to eye on a
Number of things, he'll take a guy like me oh yeah
Me and the Major don't see eye to eye on a
Number of things, he'll take a guy like me
And put him in the army
Cause the Queen's own army makes a man of you
But he doesn't understand and he doesn't try
He knows there's something missing and he knows it's you and I
We're the younger generation, we grew up fast
All the others did drugs
They're taking it out on us
They're taking it out on us
They're taking it out on us
Me and the Major are from different worlds, but if
I get stuck in the lift it's always with a toff
Me and the Major are from different worlds, but if
I get stuck in the lift it's always with a man
Of noble standing who looks down on me like I was never born
I think the Major's going quite insane, he goes
Along the pavement and comes back again, oh yeah
I think the Major's going quite insane, he goes
Along the pavement and comes back again
Like he is on parade, and he is on parade
At least he thinks so
Now he is swapping his tent for a sheltered home
He doesn't have a family, and he is living alone
He remembers all the punks and the hippies too
And he remembers Roxy Music in seventy-two
He doesn't understand and he doesn't try
He knows there's something missing and he knows it's you and I
We're the younger generation, we grew up fast
All the others did drugs
They're taking it out on us
They're taking it out on us
They're taking it out on us
I want a dance, I want a drink of whisky so I
Forget the Major and go up the town
I want a dance, I want a drink of whisky so I
Forget the Major and go up the town
Because the snow is falling
Yeah the snow is falling
Lord Elderly, Lord Borrowmere
Lord Sickert and Lord Camp
With every virtue, every grace
Ah, what avails the sceptred race
Here you see the four of us
And there are so many more of us
Eldest sons
That must succeed
We know how Caesar conquered Gaul
And how to whack a cricket ball
Apart from this, our education
Lacks co-ordination
Though we're young
And tentative
And rather rip-representative
Scions of a noble breed
We are the products of those homes
Serene and stately
That only lately
Seem to have run to seed
The stately homes of England
How beautiful they stand
To prove the upper classes
Have still the upper hand
Though the fact that they have to be rebuilt
And frequently mortgaged to the hilt
Is inclined to take the gilt
Off the gingerbread
And certainly damps the fun
Of the eldest son
But still, we won't be beaten
We'll scrimp and scrape and save
The playing fields of Eton
Have made us frightfully brave
And though if the Van Dycks have to go
And we pawn the Bechstein Grand
We'll stand
By the stately homes of England
Here you see
The pick of us
You may be heartily sick of us
Still, with sense
We're all imbued
Our homes command extensive views
And with assistance from the Jews
We have been able to dispose of
Rows and rows and rows of
Gainsboroughs and Lawrences
Some sporting prints of Aunt Florence's
Some of which were rather rude
Although we sometimes flaunt our family conventions
Our good intentions
Mustn't be misconstrued
The stately homes of England
We proudly represent
We only keep them up
For Americans to rent
Though the pipes that supply the bathroom burst
And the lavatory makes you fear the worst
It was used by Charles I
(Quite informally)
And later by George IV
On a journey north
The state departments keep their
Historical renown
It's wiser not to sleep there
In case they tumble down
But still, if they ever catch on fire
Which, with any luck, they might
We'll fight
For the stately homes of England
The stately homes of England
Though rather in the lurch
Provide a lot of chances
For psychical research
There's the ghost of a crazy younger son
Who murdered in 1351
An extremely rowdy nun
Who resented it
And people who come to call
Meet her in the hall
The baby in the guest wing
Who crouches by the grate
Was walled up in the west wing
In 1428
If anyone spots
The Queen of Scots
In a hand-embroidered shroud
We're proud
Of the stately homes of England
Verse 1:
In a town not too far, there lived a woman
Her name was Anggie, her heart pure and golden
She was patient and kind, never seeking fame
Her love for her family, always remained the same
Chorus:
Anggie, oh Anggie, with a heart so true
Her love for her family, shining bright like the moon
A noble soul, with grace and charm
Anggie, a woman who will never do harm
Verse 2:
Through trials and tribulations, Anggie stood tall
Her strength and courage, never did fall
She faced each challenge, with a brave heart
Her love for her family, a reason to never part
Chorus:
Anggie, oh Anggie, with a heart so true
Her love for her family, shining bright like the moon
A noble soul, with grace and charm
Anggie, a woman who will never do harm
Bridge:
In a world full of chaos, Anggie stood strong
Her love and dedication, forever prolong
She may not seek fame, or fortunes untold
But her love for her family, worth more than gold
Chorus:
Anggie, oh Anggie, with a heart so true
Her love for her family, shining bright like the moon
A noble soul, with grace and charm
Anggie, a woman who will never do harm
Chorus:
Anggie, oh Anggie, with a heart so true
Her love for her family, shining bright like the moon
A noble soul, with grace and charm
Anggie, a woman who will never do harm
Verse 2:
Through trials and tribulations, Anggie stood tall
Her strength and courage, never did fall
She faced each challenge, with a brave heart
Her love for her family, a reason to never part
Chorus:
Anggie, oh Anggie, with a heart so true
Her love for her family, shining bright like the moon
A noble soul, with grace and charm
Anggie, a woman who will never do harm
Bridge:
In a world full of chaos, Anggie stood strong
Her love and dedication, forever prolong
She may not seek fame, or fortunes untold
But her love for her family, worth more than gold
Chorus:
Anggie, oh Anggie, with a heart so true
Her love for her family, shining bright like the moon
A noble soul, with grace and charm
Anggie, a woman who will never do harm
Chorus:
Anggie, oh Anggie, with a heart so true
Her love for her family, shining bright like the moon
A noble soul, with grace and charm
Anggie, a woman who will never do harm
Outro:
Anggie, oh Anggie, a woman so kind
Her love for her family, will never unwind
Through thick and thin, she will always stand
Anggie, a woman with a noble heart, forever in demand.
Help the needy and the crippled or put some time into Ecology."
Well, there's a wide wide world of noble causes
And lovely landscapes to discover
But all I really want right now
Is...find another lover
When we were kids in Maidstone, Sharon
I went to every wedding in that little town
To see the tears and the kisses
And the pretty lady in the white lace wedding gown
And walking home on the railroad tracks
Or swinging on the playground swing
Love stimulated my illusions
More than anything
And when I went skating after Golden Reggie
You know it was white lace I was chasing
Chasing dreams
Mama's nylons underneath my cowgirl jeans
He showed me first you get the kisses
And then you get the tears
But the ceremony of the bells and lace
Still veils this reckless fool here
Now there are 29 skaters on Wollman rink
Circling in singles and in pairs
In this vigorous anonymity
A blank face at the window stares and stares and stares and stares
And the power of reason
And the flowers of deep feeling
Seem to serve me
Only to deceive me
Sharon you've got a husband
And a family and a farm
I've got the apple of temptation
And a diamond snake around my arm
But you still have your music
And I've still got my eyes on the land and the sky
You sing for your friends and your family
I'll walk green pastures by and by
Jesus is good to those who humble themselves
Jesus is good to those who humble themselves
Blessings miracles
And wonders follow them
Blessings miracles
And wonders follow them
My brethren you are noble family
Praise the Lord
My brethren you are noble family
Praise the Lord
Keep squeezing, fuck it, I leave the whole street wheezing
No motherfuckers hope I fail, and gotta provoke the frail
Got em scared to drop like soap in jail
Yeah, there you have it
Just think of ours as can't be touched, tested, whatever
Never disrespect this thing of ours
Roc-a-fella family
Have you ever walked the lonesome hills
And heard the curlews cry
Or seen the raven black as night
Upon a windswept sky
To walk the purple heather
And hear the westwind cry
To know that's where the rapparee must die
Since Cromwell pushed us westward
To live our lowly lives
There's some of us have deemed to fight
From Tipperary mountains high
Noble men with wills of iron
Who are not afraid to die
Who'll fight with Gaelic honor held on high
A curse upon you Oliver Cromwell
You who raped our Motherland
I hope you're rotting down in hell
For the horrors that you sent
To our misfortunate forefathers
Whom you robbed of their birthright
"To hell or Connaught" may you burn in hell tonight
Of one such man I'd like to speak
A rapparee by name and deed
His family dispossessed and slaughtered
They put a price upon his head
His name is known in song and story
His deeds are legends still
And murdered for blood money
Was young Ned of the hill
You have robbed our homes and fortunes
Even drove us from our land
You tried to break our spirit
But you'll never understand
The love of dear old Ireland
That will forge an iron will
As long as there are gallant men
Like young Ned of the hill
A curse upon you Oliver Cromwell
You who raped our Motherland
I hope you're rotting down in hell
For the horrors that you sent
To our misfortunate forefathers
Whom you robbed of their birthright
"To hell or Connaught" may you burn in hell tonight
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