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Lyric's that hit the mark

TheDemSocialist said:
So what? Extending this same train of thought, one can not be critical of any job or position they never held? IS that it? Or does it only apply to certain positions?
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derp de derp, let me write a song about a penis being blown off and being called a hero...


So ****ing deep.


It's pretentious insufferable drivel. dirt hippies can write about whatever they want, but if they write from a perspective of a veteran, and come up with "derp my penis and balls", it's quite mockable.
 
ReverendHellh0und said:
derp de derp, let me write a song about a penis being blown off and being called a hero...


So ****ing deep.


It's pretentious insufferable drivel. dirt hippies can write about whatever they want, but if they write from a perspective of a veteran, and come up with "derp my penis and balls", it's quite mockable.
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Yea! Skinheads are awesome! Hippies suck! (even tho you know, he wasnt a hippy).
 
It may have been Camelot for Jack and Jacqueline
But on the Che Guevara highway filling up with gasoline
Fidel Castro's brother spies a rich lady who's crying
Over luxury's disappointment
So he walks over and he's trying
To sympathize with her but thinks that he should warn her
That the Third World is just around the corner
In the Soviet Union a scientist is blinded
By the resumption of nuclear testing and he is reminded
That Dr Robert Oppenheimer's optimism fell
At the first hurdle
In the Cheese Pavilion and the only noise I hear
Is the sound of people stacking chairs
And mopping up spilt beer
And someone asking questions and basking in the light
Of the fifteen fame filled minutes of the fanzine writer
Mixing Pop and Politics he asks me what the use is
I offer him embarrassment and my usual excuses
While looking down the corridor
Out to where the van is waiting
I'm looking for the Great Leap Forwards
Jumble sales are organized and pamphlets have been posted
Even after closing time there's still parties to be hosted
You can be active with the activists
Or sleep in with the sleepers
While you're waiting for the Great Leap Forwards
One leap forwards, two leaps back
Will politics get me the sack?
Here comes the future and you can't run from it
If you've got a blacklist I want to be on it
It's a mighty long way down rock 'n roll
From Top of the Pops to drawing the dole
If no one seems to understands
Start your own revolution, cut out the middleman
In a perfect world we'd all sing in tune
But this is reality so give me some room
So join the struggle while you may
The Revolution is just a t-shirt away

Waiting for the Great Leap Forward - Billy Bragg
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You put the lime in the coconut and drink 'em both together
Put the lime in the coconut and you feel better
Put the lime in the coconut and drink 'em all down
You put the lime in the coconut and call me in the mornin'

Woo, woo, "Is there nothing I can take" I said +
Woo, woo, "To relieve this bellyache" I said
Woo, woo, "Is there nothing I can take", I said
Woo, woo, "To relieve this bellyache", I said

Yeah, yeah, is there nothing I can take I said
Wah, wah, to relieve this bellyache

I said, "Doctor, is there nothing I can take"
I said, "Doctor, to relieve this bellyache"

Put the lime in the coconut and drink 'em both together
Put the lime in the coconut and then you'll feel better
Put the lime in the coconut and drink it all up
You put the lime in the coconut and drink it all up

Put the lime in the coconut and drink it all up
You put the lime in the coconut and drink it all up
Put the lime in the coconut and drink it all up
You put the lime in the coconut and drink it all up


Since its Friday
 
Fiddler's Dram: Day Trip To Bangor.

Chorus:
Didn't we have a lovely time
The day we went to Bangor
A beautiful day, we had lunch on the way
And all for under a pound, you know
Then on the way back I cuddled with Jack
And we opened a bottle of cider
Singing a few of our favourite songs
As the wheels went around

Do you recall the thrill of it all
As we walked along the seafront
Then on the sand we heard a brass band
That made a tiddly tum ta ra ra
Elsie and me had one cup of tea
Then we took a paddling boat out
Thrashing away as we sailed round the bay
As the wheels went around

Wasn't it nice eating chocolate ice
As we strolled around the fun fair
Then we ate eels on the big ferris wheel
As we sailed above the ground but then
We had to be quick 'cause Elsie felt sick
And we had to find somewhere to take her
I said to her lad, what made her feel bad
Was the wheel going around

Can't you still hear the noise on the pier
As we took a breath of sea air
Having a go at every side show
We passed along the way, we had
Our fortunes told, when it turned a bit cold
And a go on the tombola
It was such a surprise 'cause I won a prize
When the wheel went around

Elsie and me, we finished our tea
And we said good bye to the seaside
Jumped on the bus, Flo said to us
Oh isn't it a shame to go
Wouldn't it be grand to have cash on demand
And to live like this for always
Oh it makes me feel ill when I think of the mill
And the wheels going around
 
Teach-In. Ding-a-dong.

When you're feeling all right everything is up-tight
Try to sing a song that goes ding-ding-a-dong
There will be no sorrow when you sing tomorrow
And you walk along with your ding-ding-dong

Dinge-dong every hour, when you pick a flower
Even when your lover is gone, gone, gone
Dinge-dong, listen to it, maybe it's a big hit
Even when your lover is gone, gone, gone
Sing ding-ding-dong

When you're feeling all right everything is up-tight
Try to sing a song that goes ding-ding-a-dong
And the world looks sunny everyone is funny
When they sing a song that goes ding-ding-dong

Dinge-dong every hour, when you pick a flower
Even when your lover is gone, gone, gone
Dinge-dong, listen to it, maybe it's a big hit
Even when your lover is gone, gone, gone
Sing ding-ding-dong

Ding-dang-dong, dinge-dang-dong
When they think it's all over, they let me down
Dry your tears and forget all your sorrow
Try to smile when you'll say good-bye
Ding-dang-ding-dong,
Ding-dong-dong
When you wake up tomorrow
Well, the sun is up in the sky
When you're feeling all right everything is up-tight
Try to sing a song that goes ding-ding-a-dong
There will be no sorrow when you sing tomorrow
And you walk along with your ding-ding-dong

Dinge-dong every hour, when you pick a flower
Even when your lover is gone, gone, gone
Dinge-dong, listen to it, maybe it's a big hit
Even when your lover is gone, gone, gone
Sing ding-ding-dong
Dinge-dong every hour, when you pick a flower
Even when your lover is gone, gone, gone
Dinge-dong, listen to it, maybe it's a big hit
Even when your lover is gone, gone, gone
Sing ding-ding-dong
 
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