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On the Beach Chumbawamba On the Beach 54 inch around the chest Stitching ripping on his vest Biceps, triceps, ready to flex A gold medallion around his neck He looks more like the Michelin Man He's trapped inside a multi-gym Home With Me Chumbawamba Your world, my world (Repeats) San Christobal on New Year's Day Sunny beach, L.A. 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 Hey! You! Outside, Now! Chumbawamba arts No money for a bonus And my car won't start The taxman cometh And the landlord too Now something better change I've got things to do (Chorus) Scratched record carries on forever On forever 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 Polo Chumbawamba Polo Polo has the biggest pitch of any ball game Polo has the biggest idiots On the biggest pitch of any ball game Polo has the biggest idiots With the biggest bank accounts On the biggest pitch Hanging On The Old Barbed Wire Chumbawamba Hanging On The Old Barbed Wire If you want to find the general I know where he is I know where he is I know where he is If you want to find the general I know where he is He's pinning another Studmarks on the Summits Chumbawamba Studmarks on the Summits Business bought the athletes out With gold medals and role models Drugs and media and national pride Why join in when you can watch it on TV? Drugs Chumbawamba Drugs All the runners running downhill All the throwers with strap-on muscles Gold, silver, and bronze To the designer-drugs and anabolic steroids Random testing doesn't exist No promoters will Cartrouble Chumbawamba Cartrouble Big tall courthouse, a clock upon the wall A hammer on the table and a copper on the door A judge in front and a jury at the side A judge in front and a jury at the side A judge in Rip It Up Chumbawamba The Absolute Game! Not The View! Off The Ball! I could go on and on But I've just bought the latest When Sunday Comes Kick up the R's! Northern Light! City Gent! Voice Of The Valley! Good Afternoon and Welcome to White Hart Lane Chumbawamba Good Afternoon and Welcome to White Hart Lane After wading through the flooded toilets To stand on the crumbling concrete steps Wind and rain beating in your face You mumble football's favorite Georgina Chumbawamba Georgina's cooking supper for her husband All her friends are coming 'round to see the show Because the thief she calls a husband won't be hungry When he sees what's on the end of his fork (Chorus) Mouthful of Shit Chumbawamba double trouble big one to the joker with the card Good call What's the crack, what's the damage done today From the commons to the common a banana skin away Knock it back knock it out Chuck a nightmare Top Of The World (Ol?Ol?Ol? Chumbawamba Top Of The World (Ol?Ol?Ol? One By One (Acoustic Version) Chumbawamba Lords Whose side are you on? Salt Fare, North Sea Chumbawamba Salt fare, North Sea (repeats) Roll on, roll off With these words I drown Topmast secured Hatches battened down Sometimes I think It must be different on land But from the mast I can only see tyrants Still Mouthful Of Shit (Country & Western Version) Chumbawamba the card Good call What's the crack, what's the damage done today From the commons to the common a banana skin away Throw it up, throw it out Chuck a nightmare dart Quiet Compere on the mic turns Not Sport Chumbawamba Not Sport Birds strung on barbed wire hanging in the sun Grouse moors trampled to the crack of guns Greyhounds snapping at a hare on the run Corpse of a fox when the day is done It's killing for 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 Just Look At Me Now (Borstal Boy Mix) Chumbawamba (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 three miles up Out on Just Look At Me Now Chumbawamba 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 Three miles up Out on On The Day The Nazi Died Chumbawamba We're told that after the war The Nazis vanished without a trace But the Italians are facist Still dream of a master race The history books they tell Of their defeat at '45 But they all came out of the Ladies For Compassionate Lynching Chumbawamba Ladies For Compassionate Lynching We're the ladies for compassionate lynching We fight for all the things we believe We spend all of our time on your talk shows We put the stickers on your record Harry Goldthorpe Chumbawamba Harry Goldthorpe Bradford bad lad He's ripping up the room at the top Tubthumping have-not Never kept his gob shut Taking on the pal's batallion Who shove us to the bottom Give us nowt but trouble In The Thick Of It Chumbawamba In The Thick Of It Chap aged twenty-three Some pieces of my mind I can be so happy just lying down Back to the brown, looking up at the stars On a clear summer's night I can think wow! Knit Your Own Balaclava Chumbawamba Knit Your Own Balaclava Twelve stitches in sixteen rows Two inches overpacking on number ten needles Cast one hundred twenty one stitches And knit one, purl one, repeat to the end Knit one, purl A Fairy Tale (Real No-Shit) Chumbawamba Manfred The Great The great king bashed down his goblet on the oaken table as kings do when they want more wine. Everyone was silent. 'Minstrel the noise of chattering women grates on my ears. House Plants Chumbawamba House Plants But it's shit we don't see it though we watch it on the telly Every day We give our heroes license to kill in reality Just like on TV And we wish we were in his shoes 'cos he gets Ever Heard the One About the Pacemaker? Chumbawamba Ever Heard the One About the Pacemaker?