The Health & Happiness Show Chumbawamba

Uh, what about the record? Ah, they'll get it...

The Health And Happiness Show Chumbawamba

The Health And Happiness Show That was really good Yeah, wasn't it? Yeah... Uh, what about the record? Ah, they'll get it...

Health & Happiness Show Chumbawamba

Uh, what about the record? Ah, they'll get it...

Ashes to Ashes Chumbawamba

Ashes to Ashes The bowler's running in, the batsman lights a fag He keeps a packet handy and it's lodged inside his pad Because it's written in his contract that after every over He has to have

Happiness Is Just A Chant Away Chumbawamba

Happiness Is Just A Chant Away I'm having a wonderful time drunk on communion wine One sin over the seven Sick all over the stairway to heaven Bullshit, bullshit, priests without a pulpit Shake

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)

Health And Happiness The Wallflowers

"Maybe it's not That I don't care anymore Maybe I just never did You can't say That I have ever lied Because I keep the truth well hid Tell me what's wrong Is something wrong?

Education (Part II) Chumbawamba

Education (Part II) They're the bosses of tomorrow They're called the FCS Fascist Conservative Sheep Who claim to know what's best Tied to dad's finances And only just out of school They want

WWW Dot Chumbawamba

WWW Dot With a w and a w and a w dot With a w and a w and a w dot With a w and a w and a w dot Ooh Mr. Murdoch can I show you around?

Health And Happiness Wallflowers

Health and Happiness Maybe it's not That I don't care anymore Maybe I just never did You can' say That I never ever lied Because I keep the truth well hid Tell me what's wrong Is something wrong

British Colonialism & The BBC Chumbawamba

Bulletin: "Your version of the riots in Cape Town Comes second hand from me Chewing and spewing this revolution For popular TV All your opinions are carefully chosen By what we'll let you see Televised

British Colonialism And The BBC Chumbawamba

British Colonialism And The BBC I'm the boss of the BBC I'm the monkey at the top of the media tree Your version of the riots in Cape Town Comes second-hand from me Chewing and spewing this revolution

Don't Pass Go Chumbawamba

All stitched up by a thin blue line"(Repeats) Well the facts said 'yes' But the judge said 'no' Go straight to jail And don't pass go He didn't understand And he told them so Go straight to jail

The World Turned Upside Down Chumbawamba

The World Turned Upside Down In sixteen forty-nine to St.

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

Enough Is Enough Chumbawamba

Not fight, but fight because the leaders don't think right. You burnt us in the past you know it won't happen again. So black and white take a stand and all try to defend.

Slag Aid Chumbawamba

life Thank the Lord that you were born white And thank MTV for this wonderful opportunity To peddle your hypocrisy David Bowie, the price is right With a suitful of compassion and a gobful of shite

Fight The Alton Bill! Chumbawamba

Fight The Alton Bill! In ignorance, I still assumed this body was mine, that I could choose. I had faith for charity and understanding sympathy. But no, we're seen as baby machines.

The Birmingham Six Chumbawamba

-- Five Irish men bound for Belfast, about to board the boat And this is their story, very sad, but true Of how six men were falsely imprisoned for something they didn't do And if any should say, "

The ABCs of Anarchism Chumbawamba

This seditious and impossible wrong-headed idea, becomes what is known as... what? ...received opinion and is loved and valued... what? ...by the majority. What? What?

Flesh and Blood and Feelings Chumbawamba

grew, the number of poeple who dug our idea grew too We had a graphic designed who know just what to do he made it plain and simple, red, white, and blue" Red is the blood of the butchered Indians

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

Homophobia Chumbawamba

Mixed in with the piss and beer are bloodstains on the floor From the boy who got his head kicked in a night or two before (Chorus) No!

Homophobia (Sisters Mix) Chumbawamba

Homophobia (Sisters Mix) Up behind the bus stop in the toilets of the street There are traces of a killing on the floor beneath your feet Mixed in with the piss and beer are bloodstains on the floor

Fitzwilliam Chumbawamba

Fitzwilliam Smiles for the cameras as the miners return They say no one has lost and no one has gained But wiser and stronger the people have changed And it won't be the same in the village again

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

The Day The Nazi Died (1993 Mix) Chumbawamba

The Day The Nazi Died (1993 Mix) They're here and they're there and they're everywhere (Repeat) We're taught that after the war the Nazis vanished without a trace But batallions of fascists still

Invasion Chumbawamba

And in our naivete we believe myths and over consume And give them our consent Dying in the shadow of the USA Let them eat bullshit, make the land pay Make a fast deal with the local elite Then substitute

Seoul Music Chumbawamba

Seoul Music There'll be new events in Seoul '88 Throwing the molotov and the hundred meter loot Hurdling over barricades putting the brick Vaulting over riot cops in the peoples Olympics The people

Sporting Ties Chumbawamba

Sporting Ties The wife she washes the football strip The wife buys my sports socks and irons my kit I lose a golf shoe, the wife looks for it And that's what I call teamwork And that's what I

Let It Be Chumbawamba

record (repeat) Watchers pray in times of trouble Restless by the harbor wall Waiting for the stormy winds to fall With microphone and TV camera Money and tears and a song to sing This is where

We Don't Go To God's House Anymore Chumbawamba

Driving on the bypass to Damascus I saw a preacher trying to hitch a ride With a pair of broken wings And a suitcase full of sins He gathered up his dreams and jumped inside Pulling Malatesta from his

Sometimes Plunder Chumbawamba

Sometimes Plunder Two little ducks sank with a knock knock knock She got twenty on tick and smoked the bloody lot The fridge was bare, the dog was bones Weavin' and a-bobbin' when the tallyman

An Interlude: Beginning To Take It Back Chumbawamba

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 July morning in seventy-nine Nicaragua decided

Rip It Up Chumbawamba

Rip It Up Too many crap programs With too many adverts Too much Matthew Engel bullshit And not enough dirt Media and programs All dull and mundane How to fill up space When you've nothing left

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

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

The Fun In Games Chumbawamba

The Fun In Games The little leagues, the spare-time sports Works teams and pub teams Sandwiches for the darts competition Oranges at half time Spare time tennis, scrambling on fields Hustle and

Homophobia Acapella (Live) Chumbawamba

Homophobia Acapella (Live) Up behind the bus stop in the toilets of the street There are traces of a killing on the floor beneath your feet Mixed in with the piss and beer are bloodstains on the

Universal Soldier Chumbawamba

Universal Soldier (Buffy Sainte-Marie, 1966) He's five feet two and he's six feet four He fights with missiles and with spears He's all of thirty-one and he's always seventeen He's been a soldier

Tearing Up Zoo Chumbawamba

(reading from the book and tearing of the book) 'Man's genius is a mind with which to reason, and he has the power to draw out the full potential of specific elements.

Mr. Heseltine Meets His Public Chumbawamba

Heseltine you drove into our town The northern rain always drizzling down Shoppers at the window stopped to look As you signed another copy of your book 'Cause you have all the power And you have

Here's The Rest Of Your Life Chumbawamba

Sometimes the Book of Law Is only half the story Means and ends: Deciding where to draw the line Loss or work in Sellafield homes Or the threat of cancers yet to come?

More Whitewashing Chumbawamba

More Whitewashing Children in school forced to the desk Finger the atlas and study the text Lies and opinion presented as fact Taught to accept, and never to ask Those smiling workers in Ladybird

Song Of The Government Minister Who Enjoys His Wor Chumbawamba

Song Of The Government Minister Who Enjoys His Work Test the water feel the ground Send the tax collectors round Fill the coffers pound by pound A surer way to keep in line The rabble who spend

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

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?

Come On Baby (Let's Do The Revolution) Chumbawamba

Come on baby, let's do the revolution Six for the record, and seven for the t-shirt A picture of the band And a ticket for the promised land Watching all the bouncers Systematically beating up the dancers

This Dress Kills Chumbawamba

This Dress Kills I'm Judas Judy, panicking, got everything and nothing Happy birthday mister president I'm here to call your bluff From the top of the world I'm gonna jump, jump, jump I'm so perfectly

Look! No Strings! Chumbawamba

Look, no strings--just paper, glue, and card Hark, the angels sing 'Paste the Lord' That was the Armley tabernacle choir.