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When I'm Bad Chumbawamba "They try in vain our minds to chain"(Repeats) I'm up in the stars I'm looking down at the gutter When I'm good, I'm very good But when I'm bad, I'm better (Chorus) Oh barman fill this glass Drip, Drip, Drip Chumbawamba Eat, sleep and crap For to prey on your needs Down a dark street In backwater Leeds I seen yer comin' Come in, lads! You seen the ad? Drip Drip Drip (Country & Western Version) Chumbawamba Drip Drip Drip (Country & Western Version) Eat, sleep, and crap For to prey on your needs Down a dark street Backwater Leeds I seen yer comin' Come in, lads! You seen the ad? Bad Dog Chumbawamba Bad Dog Puppy eyes puppy eyes tearing claws spitting pride Roll over! Roll over! Roll over! Roll over! 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. 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 Waiting, Shouting Chumbawamba Waiting, Shouting Just take a ticket It takes you nowhere They saw us coming It's them and us here Just keep your voice down And light another I am a patient girl I wait, I wait, I wait It's A Morality Play Chumbawamba A Morality Play People would have to be told that if they refuse to answer questions when they might be expected to answer questions, that is something which can be used at the trial and which might Mary, Mary Chumbawamba No virgin me For I have sinned I sold my soul For sex and gin Go call a priest All meek and mild And tell him, "Mary Is no more a child." Love Me Chumbawamba I'm an anarchist, I'm the anti-christ Well sort of not really It's not big it's not clever And i'm quite a reasonable fella Your friendly uncle good with kids good ol' paternalist pop Good cop bad Act With Mother Chumbawamba Act With Mother M spells man, K spells kind, could somebody tell me is man kind? Bowls Chumbawamba Bowls Bees buzzing, birds singing The jack turning off the crown A lawnmower in the distance The wood coming nicely 'round Sitting near the green just chatting A bad rub, a blocked line Watching Barry John Chumbawamba Barry John Barry John was the king of Rugby Union He was fast and agile and extremely good-looking All you'd see would be a flash of red Wales were best, 'cause he used his head And knew exactly when Here's The Rest Of Your Life Chumbawamba Why settle for what we're shown When there is so much more? Mary Mary (Stigmatic Mix) Chumbawamba (Repeat) No virgin me for I have sinned I sold my soul for sex and gin Go call a priest all meek and mild And tell him, 'Mary is no more a child' It's raining stones, it's raining bile From the luxury Song Of The Hardworking Community Registration Off Chumbawamba Song Of The Hardworking Community Registration Officer I knock on doors See curtains move Time wins wars each name is proof I could tell tales The tricks they use Cut no ice, I take what's due Mouthful Of Shit (Country & Western Version) Chumbawamba it out Chuck a nightmare dart Quiet Compere on the mic turns turning to the court Putting beef vol-au-vents across the Union Jack Bolinger and Bitter says the colonies are back Chorus: Hear ya, I One Way System Chumbawamba out of this prison Everybody's looking for that one piece of wisdom As if there's just one answer to all of our problems And the biggest one way of all the one ways The central circulating shit Is M Mouthful of Shit Chumbawamba Compere on the mic turns turning to the court Putting beef vol-au-vents across the Union Jack Bolinger and Bitter says the colonies are back (Repeat chorus) You think you're god's gift You're a liar I Morality Play In Three Acts Chumbawamba Said I, 'Somehow it just doesn't wash, away with your petty inquisition. In the vernacular, most unkind sir, fuck with me and you will see the flesh and blood and bone, the black eye of thine enemy.' Kiss, Kiss, Kiss Chumbawamba Kiss, Kiss, Kiss Sometimes when I'm feeling lonely I just want some arms around me It doesn't matter how he walks It doesn't matter how he talks It doesn't matter if he's pretty It doesn't matter Younger Moralists Chumbawamba Younger Moralists Here in the comfort of a favorite chair Or smugly from the tap room at the Whitehorse I can prove mathematically Just when and when not to take up arms When to fight and when 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 Heysel Stadium Chumbawamba And there's a ready-made scapegoat, ready to blame Hooligans fighting, ruining the game Ignoring the bad planning and cramming-in of fans Right next to each other in crumbling stands Putting money This Dress Kills Chumbawamba 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 imperfect and I LAUGHING (Never Stopped Mix) Chumbawamba LAUGHING (Never Stopped Mix) Just when you figured it out someone lets you down Who'll make all the wrong decisions when the judge is up for trial? Groundhopping Chumbawamba Groundhopping Another Sunday match again Another Merseyside clash again It's the 36th this season By my calculations That's when I made the decision To stay in the lower divisions Travelling Tubthumping Chumbawamba We'll be singing When we're winning We'll be singing I get knocked down But I get up again You're never going to keep me down Pissing the night away He drinks a whisky drink He drinks a 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 The Incompatibility of Sport and Cosmic Consciousn Chumbawamba The Incompatibility of Sport and Cosmic Consciousness When I play cricket I'm the longest at the wicket I can jump and swim And I live in the gym But I can't come to terms With my existence as