Lyrics:
*Written by Bob Geldof
*From the album entitled "Mondo Bongo"
My Day
As sung by: “Junior Asparagus”
Intro
In my bed I start to pray
And tell God all about my day
Verse 1
I woke up in my little bed
And put my
Dashing through the snow
In a one-horse open sleigh
Through the fields we go
Laughing all the way.
Bells on bob-tail ring
Making spirits
Jean Claude: Now Madame Blueberry was a sad little berry
She lived by herself in a house in a tree.
Her butlers would show up each morning at nine
all
It's all right
It's all
It's all right
It's all
It's all right
It's all
It's all right
It's all
It's all right, all right
Bob
Fat Bob
Bob
Fat
still flame
But they love you on the come-up 'cause you ain't tainted by fame
And you still they little secret
That's the type of bullshit that they
Dashing through the snow
On a one-horse open sleigh,
Over the fields we go,
Laughing all the way;
Bells on bob-tail ring,
Making spirits bright,
out to make it real sweet
Give it up for rock n roll
Give it up for bob
Give it up for how it made you see
Give it up for silver tone
Give it
Tribute To Bob
ah ha, ah ha, ah ha
lets try to change the situation
hammer it, hammer it, hammer it
now that they look at us as Nations
We are
the Peas will do it
Get started, get stupid
Don't worry about it, people, we'll walk you through it
Step by step like an infant new kid
Inch by inch with
Alright, before we get it started
Before we did 'smoke two joints', that was Jack from the Toys
And that song 'Rivers Of Babylon'
Was written by
blow by, I'm getting' you high
Bob Nesta said it best everything will be all right
Introspect connect the sect's and let this music make you fly
Close
Dashing through the snow
In a one horse open sleigh
O'er the fields we go
Laughing all the way
Bells on bob tails ring
Making spirits bright
Cucurullo (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Denny Walley (slide guitar, vocals)
Tommy Mars (keyboards, vocals)
Peter Wolf (keyboards)
Bob Harris (keyboards, trumpet,
*Taken from the album "A Tonic For The Troops"
*Written by Bob Geldof
I was terrorising grannies
For ten lousy bob a week
I was smashed and blacked
And drunk and yawning in NW3
In the filth and piss they lived in
form.
Mary of the fourth form.
Mary of the fourth form.
Mary of the fourth form.
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*written by
The wood stove was burning in the kitchen
While willy was sleeping by the door
I tied my boots and grabbed my lunch box
Like I do at three quarters
For the world's more full of weeping
Than you can understand
Where the wave of moonlight glosses
The dim grey sands with light
By far off furthest
On Mardi Gras day the Tennessee kid
Awoke in a puddle
Of his own worst fears
Haunted by the ghost
Of vague remembrance
No corporeal beast he could
Went to the crossroad, fell down on my knees
I went to the crossroad, fell down on my knees
Asked the Lord above "Have mercy, now save poor Bob, if
was eaten by snakes"
You can stab and shoot and spit
But they won't be fixin' it
They're lyin' and lazy
They can be drivin' you crazy
Swear
know exactly where you are.
By the way Bob, your a bad man Bob, bad man)
Cowboy Mighty Joe my hero
He's a mighty mighty hero
He's a super cowboy Joe
to disagree?"
So Bernice bobs her hair and is instantly ensnared
In a trap so well prepared by Marjorie
Her hair was long, her hair was dark
Her hair fell
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