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An Psalm Chumbawamba An Psalm Chapt nine, Armagodman The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want. He maketh me to lie down in green pastures. He leadeth me beside the still waters. He restoreth my soul. Asleep Chumbawamba God preparest a table before Ronnie In the presence of Ronnie's enemies God annointest Ronnies' head with oil Ronnie's cup runneth over Surely goodness and mercy, shall follow Ron An Psalm is an anagram Without Reason Or Rhyme (The Killing Of Harry Stanley) Chumbawamba I wish, I wish, but it's all in vain It is a great thing that we have an unarmed police force in this country. Without Reason Or Rhyme Chumbawamba "I wish, I wish, but it's all in vain" "It is a great thing that we have an unarmed police force in this country. The Fun In Games Chumbawamba for the local bowls match Winners and losers, all much the same But there's a bloke been hanging around Technical improvements, capital gains Investment plans, advertising space He's come to put an Lest We Forget Chumbawamba Lest We Forget It's such an easy step From lets forget to lest we forget We haven't learned this yet From Cold Harbor lane to Oklahoma and back again The problems stay the same It's such an easy Learning Karate Chumbawamba Learning Karate Complete control of mind and matter Concentration, manipulation Movements swift, deadly, graceful Applying oneself with dedication Martial arts, an ancient skill Of mind and body Eddie Waring Chumbawamba Eddie Waring I never liked rugby league, it must be said Decapitated ears and concave heads My interest held by just one thing The greatest commentator ever--Eddie Waring Whether an up-and-under Psalm High Dive gone let it go let it be gone things you can't measure obscured by attempts at measuring a compass and a ruler held to hearts and relating both harrowed and harrowing both master and slave make me a psalm Psalm King Missile Stitch That (Country & Western Version) Chumbawamba Stitch That (Country & Western Version) A husband came home drunk each night And he thrashed her black and he thrashed her white He thrashed her to within an inch of her life Then he slept like House Plants Chumbawamba kill in reality Just like on TV And we wish we were in his shoes 'cos he gets all the girls Treats them as property A pile of shit we don't see it, though we watch it on telly Every day That's an Stitch That! Chumbawamba : the lyrics are partly nicked from a traditional song reinterpreted by martin carthy on an album i forget the name of - it's a lovely song. the reason it's on shhh in particular is because we were adamant Top Of The World (Ol?Ol?Ol? Chumbawamba Words on a postcard from far away Spoke of a time long ago Laughed ourselves daft on that Saturday Singing here we go I'm a taxi driver I'm a postal worker I'm an office cleaner I'm a striking docker I Never Gave Up Chumbawamba An old school terrorist. An old school terrorist? Forget it! Ta (Repeat) The Englishman Abroad Chumbawamba drunken, gobby toughs No excuse is good enough Arrogant, ignorant, insensibly pissed When you've nothing to prove, you prove it with your fists This is England's chief export Football hooligans--an Hurling and Imperialism Chumbawamba Hurling and Imperialism Hurling, the national sport of Ireland Was banned in 1366 As part of an Anglo-Norman attempt To crush all Gaelic resistance It failed Over six hundred years of British Universal Soldier Chumbawamba been a soldier for a thousand years He's fighting for Britain and he's fighting for Iraq He's fighting for the USA He's fighting for the Russians and he's fighting for Japan And he thinks he'll put an Benefits of the Game Chumbawamba paints his lounge "hint of green" And the big clubs dream of a Superleague Of Keegan's "reasonable" three thousand a week But back at Sinthonia, the ground's hardly packed And the bank won't give them an Shoot Chumbawamba Instead of fighting their pointless war Instead of fighting their pointless war Pointless war, pointless war, pointless war A general later condemned the men Said that "Fraternizing with the enemy Was an Insectkind Chumbawamba Insects are dirty, insects are filthy They never bother washing their legs or faces Insects are ugly, insects are evil They sniff around the brown and then they eat it An insect loses its way one day Punch Drunk Chumbawamba Punch Drunk The evolution of humankind An opposing digit, the use of tools Inventing the wheel, exploring space Brain size still developing Two men and a referee Foam gloves and a silver cup Mannequin Chumbawamba Mannequin Well, you're a waste of space, your unnatural grace You're so bloody thin, you don't even begin To interest me, not even curiosity It's not animosity, you just don't interest me Well, you're an Reuters (Wire, 1977) Chumbawamba Reuters (Wire, 1977) Our own correspondent is sorry to tell of an uneasy time, that all is not well. On the borders there's movement. An Interlude-Beginning To Take It Back Chumbawamba An Interlude-Beginning To Take It Back Words to describe Nicaragua of old Cash crops and hunger and US control Coffee and sugar on company land Made to supply what the boss would demand Then one Never Let Go Chumbawamba too soon People come people go But still I'll never let go Ideas come ideas go Still I'll never let go Still I'll never let go I've fallen for the girl Been mad about the boy When you've kissed an Remembrance Day Chumbawamba throwing salutes From it's tiny brain to its outsize boots In 100% British sheepskin suits All the fascists gathered there Fouling up Trafalgar Square Proud and dumb on Remembrance Day ...Amen An Memories of Shilts Chumbawamba of Shilts England's goalkeeper since Gordon Banks Consistent, reliable, a safe pair of hands But despite all his saves and all his acrobatics I can't help recalling something more dramatic Of an The Wasteland Chumbawamba The Wasteland Said the party to the ad-man We'll conjure up a gimmick The way to lead an ass Is with a carrot and a stick Dig down for minorities Promise them concessions Ride in on their backs Psalm 22 John Roa Where are You now And why is it so hard to hear Your voice somehow I need to know Am I not calling You loud enough ‘Cause I need an answer I need your hope I need a reason for this long, long walk ‘Cause