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The Morning After (The Night Before) Chumbawamba The Morning After (The Night Before) Unholy Sunday a winter's day Mine is the kingdom Church bells ring a million miles away Forever and ever Nowhere to go, nothing to do But stay here warm in Rage Chumbawamba Rage Hear the ghosts of ever after Yell of anger Ring of laughter Don't go gently into the night Rage against the dying of the light After Shelley Chumbawamba But where's the man with the character, as can take a punch on the nose and keep his temper, keep control of himself?" Smalltown Chumbawamba And every morning comes too soon All your nights are 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 All In Vain Chumbawamba "I wish, I wish, I wish, I wish (Repeats) But it's all in vain" (Repeats) Different colors, different faces Different schools in different places Scour the morning papers, all in vain Evening 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 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 Homophobia Chumbawamba Homophobia Ta, a song about how brilliant and how powerful deviant sexuality is Up behind the bus stop in the toilets of the street There are traces of a killing on the floor beneath your feet Tubby Barlow Chumbawamba Tubby Barlow Posed like swallows before a dive Five lanes, and on the left hand side Stands Tubby Barlow wet with fear Not quite sure what he's doing there On your marks, get set, and they're The Morning After Lovebugs the morning after the night before i can't remember anymore i must've passed out here on the floor ask myself why the morning after the night before i feel sick and my body's sore i can't believe you walked Creepy Crawling Chumbawamba A loose door-jam, a light left on The oldest national lottery Enter Johnny-Go-Darkly Come to spoil my party Smell of faeces lingers Echo of light fingers Cold comfort blankets Steeped in creeping Morning After Tyrese neck your back I'm workin my way down it's what you make me do I think I want another Morning After It plays over in my head every time I make my bed I'm looking forward to the Morning After It's get me Lester Piggot, Cell Block No. 9 Chumbawamba Lester Piggot, Cell Block No. 9 The millionaires are closing ranks Tax-dodging in the race to the bank Listen for the slamming of the stable doors After the horse has bolted Trapped fingers, and The Birmingham Six Chumbawamba British justice is the very best in the world" Tell them, "Well of course it is, for the vested interests it serves" The men were taken to Morkham to be tested for explosives Tests which have since Asleep Chumbawamba Asleep But how do kings and presidents, prime ministers and generals, and company chairmen sleep at night? How do they shut their eyes when they turn out the lights? Slap ! Chumbawamba One, two, three, four Slap Fleet Street fell in love But the girl proved hard to get Took a seat at the old boy's club But wouldn't share the bed Cuppas for the troops Bubbly-gum and wire Trojan horses Graham Hill Chumbawamba Graham Hill For twenty years Graham Hill Risking life and limb Drove the circuits of the world And they said it would kill him "Going so fast is a fine way to win But one crash could make a mockery 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 Awake Chumbawamba Awake There isn't any light at the end of the tunnel Open your eyes, go and have a look There isn't any light at the end of the tunnel If you open our eyes, you might get a surprise It's all staring Poverty Knock Chumbawamba Poverty Knock (Chorus) 'Poverty poverty knock,' my loom is a saying all day Poverty poverty knock, gaffer's too skinny to pay Poverty poverty knock, keeping one eye on the clock I know I can guttle Tubthumping Chumbawamba singing ,When we're winning We'll be singing I get knocked down but i get up again you're never gonna keep me down I get knocked down but i get up again you're never gonna keep me down Pissing the Amnesia Chumbawamba Goodbye to the summer Sold down the river Unhappy ever after Well did you ever? Did you ever reach for the glued-down penny? 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 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 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 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 Song Of The Times Chumbawamba Song Of The Times You working men of England one moment now attend While I unfold the treatment of the poor upon this land For nowadays the factory lords are brought the labor low And daily are 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 Games Were Fun Chumbawamba Games Were Fun How come all the best athletes Had the poshest kits While the slow, fat, thin, and spotty ones Had shorts that didn't fit? Tubthumping (Country & Western Version) Chumbawamba night away, pissin' the night away He drinks a whiskey drink, he drinks a vodka drink He drinks a lager drink, he drinks a cider drink He sings the songs that remind him of the good times He sings