Whisky in the Jar New Model Army

Whisky in the Jar (Traditional) As I was going over the far famed Kerry Mountains I spied Captain Farrel and his money he was counting I first produced my pistol and then I produced my rapier

No Rest New Model Army

No Rest (Sullivan/Morrow/Heaton) Ch: 4 o'clock in the morning And still we cannot sleep Turning over turning round Twisting in our sweat They say there is no rest for the wicked ones Dear God

Whisky in the Jar The Seekers

(Chorus:) Musha rig um do rum da, Whack fol the daddy o, Whack fol the daddy o, There's whisky in the jar.

Brave New World New Model Army

Brave New World (Sullivan/Heaton/Harris/Joolz) The office lines are busy And the girls are working hard Tonight they'll be out clubbing With their boyfriends busy wishing they were Gentlemen

Whisky In The Jar Seekers

I said stand o'er and deliver or the devil he may take ya. Musha ring dum a do dum a da. Whack for my daddy-o, Whack for my daddy-o. There's whiskey in the jar-o.

Brave New World 2 New Model Army

Brave New World 2 (Sullivan/Heaton/Harris/Joolz) The thick black smoke comes rising up, silent in these dreams There's faces leering through the haze, that ripples in the heat And words are just

The Charge New Model Army

The Charge (Sullivan/Heaton) Our history speaks in thunder From a thousand village halls In blood and sweat and sacrifice In honouring every call So the forces gathered against the thorn A-

The Attack New Model Army

The Attack (Sullivan) Now the talking's over Plans are laid and the hour is set Glances round the table Eyes all shining, dark and bright We meet again at daybreak For the day that will be ours

1984 New Model Army

1984 (Sullivan) The vans they come in convoys now Stealing through the dawn Silent in the countryside In the hills up to the north There's road blocks on the Meden bridge There's click click

Summer in the City New Model Army

Summer in the City (Lovin' Spoonful) Hot town, summer in the city Back of my neck gettin' dirt-'n'-gritty Bend down, isn't it a pity Doesn't seem to be a shadow in the city All around people

Living in the Rose New Model Army

Living in the Rose (Sullivan/Heaton) The lovers they kiss and slowly they turn for drawing a breath there is nothing but time A thousand million years before we crash in the sun And I know we

White Light New Model Army

White Light (Sullivan/Heaton) It's another heroes' sunset I'm riding on the Great North Road Coiled and tensed in wonder As the land turns burning gold Ch: Out in the sun, out in the wind

Vengeance New Model Army

Vengeance (Sullivan) Escaped the net in '45 Hiding out in South America Protected by money and powerful friends Hoping the world has forgotten by now All the things that you did in the Nazi Death

Fate New Model Army

world at obsession speed Leave a dust trail crossing the land I'm crying out in fury to the gods of fate Come on, get me if you can I'm a master at the art of how to kill I've killed the things

Changing of the Light New Model Army

Changing of the Light (Sullivan) The sky is broken in grey and in silver The wind blows clean We watch the shadows chase across the hillside And out to sea You and I, we're nearly full circle

The Cause New Model Army

The Cause (Sullivan) Headline in the paper tells of fighting in the streets Teenage battles; six arrested Mutters in the council chambers, something must be done Before our city streets become

Poison Street New Model Army

Poison Street (Sullivan/Heaton) We were singing in the rain Like we invented singing There's a light in the sky From a million street lights And we danced all the steps From all those old time

The Hunt New Model Army

The Hunt (Sullivan/Heaton) We went into town on the Tuesday night Searching all the places that you hang about We're looking for you In the back street cellar dive drinking clubs In the discotheques

Killing New Model Army

we go - beneath the wires stretched against the sky, spitting out in desperation - stop the killing . . .

Tales of the Road New Model Army

Tales of the Road (Sullivan) The caravan flipped over two, three times Went spinning down the carriageway Breaking up into splinters Wheels turning around in the dust at the foot of the hill

Orange Tree Roads New Model Army

Orange Tree Roads (Justin Sullivan) It was late, we were driving home in the rain I thought I saw something flying across the two-lane It was white like an angel - or like curse There and gone

All of This New Model Army

All of This (Sullivan/Heaton) There's a sentry in a uniform To watch the VIPs along the hall Strategical discussions taking place Behind the steel plated wall The agents issue the statements

Christian Militia New Model Army

Christian Militia (Sullivan/Morrow) There's a witch hunt coming Screaming out on it's rebirth There's a crusade coming Hellfires back here on earth See the light in their eyes shine Listen to

Winter Song New Model Army

Winter Song All rise for the king in all his rage and glory All kneel for the queen, her secret silver whisper 'cross the snowbound field slowly the silent procession moves And we follow behind,

Gigabyte Wars New Model Army

In the gigabyte wars - round and round we go, beneath the vapour trails - tangled up inside in a web of lies, hostages of fortune and savage tales.

My People New Model Army

My People (Sullivan) Stare across the crowd, the fear and love in their faces The children of the tribes, prisoners of the flags unfurling Protect us in these changing times, The warm embrace,

Running in the Rain New Model Army

Running in the Rain (Sullivan) So many words are spoken Round and round and round and round So many confidences broken In this town Too many cigarettes I don't want to feel like this anymore

No Greater Love New Model Army

No Greater Love (Sullivan/Morrow/Heaton) There's storm clouds amassing over in the west Up above the moor The city shines in grey, mills closing down On the valley floor All you can do here is

Leeds Road 3am New Model Army

Leeds Road 3am (Sullivan/Dean) The Festival is over and the strings of coloured lights are blowing crazy in the coming wind One bulb comes loose, shatters on the ground The empty streets pick

Headlights New Model Army

Headlights (Sullivan/Heaton/Nelson) Lit up like a Christmas tree, the oil refinery glows in the night; and down by the shoreline the seagulls fly white, against the black.

No Pain New Model Army

Now, in rippled arcs across the sky the great white birds of winter fly, and the wheel turns, and people change - scattered ashes to the wind.

Smalltown England New Model Army

Smalltown England (Sullivan/Morrow) Turn left at the lights about 50 yards down There's a pub in the corner and I'll meet you inside At quarter to eight and we'll go into town And find out what

Higher Wall New Model Army

Higher Wall (Sullivan/Harris) We're out here on the borders With our favourite few possessions Trading stories whispered round the fire As shadows in the searchlights Mugshots in the files Waiting

Wipeout New Model Army

Wipeout (Sullivan) This is where we go to - to the blue of the ocean On the 30 westbound to the diamond water Lost out in the white waves - salt purification Bright eyes and breathless - this

Wars of Purification New Model Army

Wars of Purification Everyone's crucified, nobody wins In the wars of purification Now history she dances in circles around us Learn your lesson well And grow up fast, and grow up strong The

Sunset New Model Army

Sunset (Sullivan) Coming in at night all the desert highways Crackle with the static of a thousand little radios Everyone talking, no-one listening Well by now I should expect that Down into

Afternoon Song New Model Army

Afternoon Song (Sullivan/Heaton) Time passes slow Fields stretch out across open acres Time passes slow The giant steps of mankind touch us so little in the great lands Our little storm Whirls

Vagabonds New Model Army

Vagabonds (Sullivan) We follow the taillights out of the city Moving in a river of red As the colours fade away from the dusky sunset We roll for the darkness ahead Ch: We are old, we are

Courage New Model Army

Courage (Sullivan/Heaton) We walk every morning in silence Past the mills on Whetley Lane Where the lights went out for the very last time And they never came on again The spokesman all shred

Southwest New Model Army

Southwest (Sullivan/Heaton) If I could save you, I surely would; I'd take the world with you, the way we should.

Over the Wire New Model Army

Over the Wire (Sullivan/Heaton) Behind all the rusting cranes, in the lengthening shadows of the Empire days there's a world that waits, but it's not needed . . .

R&R New Model Army

R&R (Sullivan/Dean) Days into weeks of Sunday afternoons Nothing much for us to say nothing real for us to do Just watch the carousel go round and round in endless circles in the pupil of the

Western Dream New Model Army

for free The show tantalising glimpses Every night on TV.

The Monster Mash New Model Army

The Monster Mash (Bobby Pickett) I was working in the lab late one night When my eyes beheld an eerie sight For my monster from the slab began to rise And suddenly to my surprise Ch: He did

Purity New Model Army

Purity (Sullivan) The rains move in eastwards In waves of succession Drawing lines of grey across the sky With history just as close As a hand on the shoulder In hunger and impatience we cry

Ballad 2 New Model Army

Ballad 2 Battle line so far away A late night DJ starts to play That sacred song goes fading Through the airwaves of the night Beyond the lonely light house beam Beyond this black and restless

Someone Like Jesus New Model Army

just dripping through me There’s always something in the corner of my life that I cannot quite see And I’m not sleeping well, all my dreams are so real I dreamed I set fire to my house, watched the

No Mans Land New Model Army

You say that you'd rather be really poor Than scratching, saving, scrimping all the pennies Looking in the windows at what you can't afford Always hungry, never starving In no man's land the days are long

Lullaby New Model Army

You've the breath of my mother, the life of a stranger; and there's so much to tell - so much I need to know. All of the stories, and reasons . . .

Whirlwind New Model Army

Whirlwind (Sullivan/Heaton) I felt a shiver in the heathaze And the waiting time is over Strange tongues on the airwaves As the voices call from distant lands I saw which was the winning side