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Home With Me Chumbawamba Fairfield Horseshoe in the snow Clashing worlds in Tokyo All the bars in County Cork Heavy rain, New York (Chorus) I sailed the seven seas Carved my love on trees I brought the whole world home Don't Try This At Home Chumbawamba It's a long walk to the gallows It's a small step to swing free The crying in the tower For my conspirators and me Gunpowder and modem And a dream of liberty And then they'll tell you, 'Don't try 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 Sugar Daddy Chumbawamba Sugar Daddy The plantations in ex-colonial governmant land where 'Empire Made' had given way, with the years, to the more subtle multinational approach. Just Look At Me Now Chumbawamba Just Look At Me Now Don't tell me lies I want it all (Repeat) I don't need fingerprints So button up your coat Before you catch your death of cold Throw away your books They're building windmills Back Home Chumbawamba Back Home "Back home, they'll be thinking about us When we are far away... Back home, they'll be really behind us In every game we play..." Just Look At Me Now (Borstal Boy Mix) Chumbawamba Just Look At Me Now (Borstal Boy Mix) Don't tell me lies, I don't need fingerprints So tighten up your coats before you catch your death of cold Throw away your books They're building windmills Amereicha Chumbawamba '36 the world's teams Played up, played up, and played the game Runners, jumpers, footballers All sieg-heilling the Fuhrer Not so the black Americans Who, point-blank, refused And on returning home Games Were Fun Chumbawamba They never lingered in the changing rooms With a home-made note Or batted only once Before they got caught And how come all the sporty types Were the first to grow breasts? The Big Issue Chumbawamba This is the girl who Lost the house which Paid to the man who Put up the rent and Threw out the girl to Feather his own sweet home She's a clueless social climber Likes the wrong side of the bed Irish Joke Chumbawamba Sick and tired of Irish jokes He said farewell to all his folks (bye bye) Left his home to have some fun Packed his clothes and a gatling gun Secretly, with ill intent Into the House of Parliament How To Get Your Band On Television Chumbawamba How To Get Your Band On Television I'm the Boss of the company And I've got hunger working for me Listen and you'll begin to understand I built my profits on stolen land It's the economics of Stitch That! Chumbawamba boff So this 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 a log, did her husband But as Heaven/Hell Chumbawamba Tall as houses Small as spiders Undefined this buzz inside us (Chorus) Tightrope walker, chaos order I fell right into heaven/hell Devil take me, God forsake me Made my home in heaven/hell Out K-2 (Indian Restaurant) Chumbawamba K-2 (Indian Restaurant) The weekend booze-up, out with your mates To the Indian restaurant--open til late Mugs out of nightclubs, hungry and cold Last chance for action before they stagger home School Team Chumbawamba every time I failed I didn't want to be Pele Unlike all my mates That wasn't my ambition I just wanted once to play The football team would travel out Playing other schools But they'd never take me Running Order Chumbawamba do it You decided for yourself And it gave you time to think And a chance to unwind You thought by going out running You had wisely spent your time For whilst the only aim at work Was your take-home Smalltown Chumbawamba sleepless Poison arrows To ruin your tomorrows Below suspicion Cafes full of people dressed as spies And all I know Is guilt for being different It's always raining stones There's a killer in the home Colliers March Chumbawamba fences break down 'Twas then from theirselves the black gentry stepped out With bludgeons determined to stir up a rout The prince of the party who revelled from home Was a terrible fellow and called Insectkind Chumbawamba Insectkind Chapter seven There's bugs on the house plants of the folks back home Insects are material, they're not inferior Insects are material, they're not inferior What do we want? New York Mining Disaster 1941 Chumbawamba New York Mining Disaster 1941 In the event of something happening to me There is something I would like you all to see It's just a photograph of someone that I knew Have you seen my wife, Mr. Wormkind Chumbawamba into animalkind, animalkind And creatures walked the earth And fish swam in the sea And birds flew in between trees That's how we came to be And pips and seeds were returned to the earth Along with Pass It Along Chumbawamba , come on, come on Send this song to twenty people Add your name, don't break the cycle Pass it along by word of mouse Save the world, don't leave the house Because a virtual office in a virtual home Memories of Shilts Chumbawamba 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 incident in the back of a car When Shilts was caught with Song Of The (Now Determined) Mother Chumbawamba Song Of The (Now Determined) Mother I've got this dream home I'm queuing up for In freshly dug brown earth One thing I can swear Before I get there I'll kill the taxman first I'm With Stupid Chumbawamba i'm with stupid Guess what? 'cause i'm with you Guess what? i'm with stupid Guess what? Salome (Let's Twist Again) Chumbawamba Or just a part of the me me me generation The thatcher youth Coming home to roost If the old school cap fits, wear it But I'll take my cake and share it Burning down a bonfire made of teachers Pay your Nothing Knocks Me Over Chumbawamba Nothing Knocks Me Over I dreamt the cliffs and ride the waves And no one comes to save me My arms are sprawled against the tide Nothing knocks me over Nothing knocks me over Nothing knocks me Gobsmacked Chumbawamba Gobsmacked Outside the pub Smack you in the gob Get four long years In Wormwood Scrubs Put me in a ring Fit me with gloves I get money and fame For doing what I love Smacking people in the An Psalm Chumbawamba He maketh me to lie down in green pastures. He leadeth me beside the still waters. He restoreth my soul. He leadeth me in the paths of righteousness.