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| 1. |
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| 2. |
| 3:21 | 
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It's time to ask yourself just what you want to be
Just look around tell me exactly what you see No sitting out no chance to settle in your place You're with us now don't be a name without a face (Chorus:) Stand up and shot for what you want to be Stand up and shout what you believe Stand up and shout for those you want to free Stand up for the one and only Get on your feet and raise your fist up for the count What's yours is yours if you will just stand up and shout No looking back you got to play the cards you're dealt Break down the barricades and speak up for yourself (Chorus) Don't you know who speaks up for you You can't rely on no-one else to pull you through So what you're think might be what we want to hear Don't keep it hidden got to shout your message clear No easy answers when the question is self doubt Better wrong than silent gotta let your feelings out |
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| 3. |
| 3:17 |
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Oh it must be so romantic
When the fighting's over there And they're passing round the shamrock And you're all filled up with tears "For the love of dear old Ireland" That you've never even seen You throw in twenty dollars And sing "Wearing of the Green Each dollar a bullet Each victim someone's son And Americans kill Irishmen As surely As if they fired the gun Now you've never stood on Belfast's streets And heard the bombs explode Or hid beneath the blankets When there's riots down the road No you've never had your best friend die Or lost a favorite son But you'll stand there and tell us Just what we're doing wrong Each false word a bullet Each victim someone's son And Englishmen kill Irishmen As surely As if they fired the gun From the minute that you're born you're told To hate the other side "They're not like us, they're not the same We know because we're right" But can't you see we're all the same There is no right and wrong Why can't we stop and realize Just what we're doing wrong We've hated too much too long Each old lie a bullet Each victim someone's son And Irishmen kill Irishmen As surely As if they fired the gun How can you convince yourself That what you do is right? When people are dying there Night after night Don't you ever wonder Why it still goes on? The hopes and fears and all the tears Are buried in your ground Buried in your ground Each rumour a bullet Each victim someone's son And careless talk kills Irishmen As surely As if words fired the gun Well it's lasted for so long now And so many have died It's such a part of my own life Yet it leaves me mystified How a people so intelligent Friendly, kind and brave Can throw themselves so willingly Into an open grave Each new day a bullet Each victim someone's son And ignorance kills Irishmen As surely As if we fired the gun! |
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| 4. |
| 3:34 |
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Everything is turning upside down in this town
The crime rate's rising up as employment swoops down Kids can't trust their parents to protect them no more And if you're black or Irish you just can't trust the law Winos on the corner with no hope and no plan Kids on 5 quid drug deals waiting for their man Estates in states of chaos, hatred scrawled on the walls The men of law and order writhe about on the floor No-one dream of living, those hopes lie on the rocks Your newly detached haven is a cardboard box (Chorus:) And it seems, and it seems Someone's used the cosh and the country's on its knees Old folk freeze to death in flats where damp streams down the walls Poll tax bailiffs scream unheard in countless council halls Plans for new development that never cure the mess Benefits that won't be paid unless you've an address And no-one dream of living, those hopes lie on the rocks Your newly detached haven is a cardboard box (Chorus) Our Welfare State's collapsing and no-one seems to care As long as money's being made and profits there to share Buy into a service that belonged to you and me Soon you'll find our country is the UK pic And no-one dream of living, those hopes lie on the rocks Your newly detached haven is a cardboard box (Chorus) Down on its knees, down on its knees Someone's used the Cosh and the country's down on its knees Down on its knees, down on its knees |
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| 5. |
| 4:17 |
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"We'd like to help you." the consul said
"But there's nothing we can do Well, you knew the risks when you took the job After all you're not a fool So, don't call me, don't call me I just can't bend the rules Keep your chin up, I know it's tough Somehow you'll get through." It seems the Americans bargain and rescue But if you get caught you're left to rot Under a Beirut, under a Beirut Moon (Chorus:) Under a Beirut Moon Sorry son, there's nothing we can do Under a Beirut Moon Different rules, we haven't got a clue "We can't be seen to be giving in To these terrorists you see If we talk with them it would mean the end Of all that we hold dear So don't call me, don't call me I'm doing all I can Although it seems from where you sit I don't give a damn." Back home they'll remember you in papers, on TV Because when you're caught you're left to rot Under a Beirut, under a Beirut Moon (Chorus) And though you dream of being free There's not much hope that I can see Under a Beirut, under a Beirut Moon Now just today on the news I saw A hostage walking free He talked of how it came about He gained his liberty He said, don't give up, don't give up Argue, beg and plead Keep the pressure up, don't let it drop Somehow you'll get free He said the Americans would bargain and rescue But when Brits get caught they're left to rot Under a Beirut, under the Beirut Moon |
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| 6. |
| 3:22 |
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From the minute you're born
Til the day you die Y'know they put you on trial Yeah, they make you strive, strive, strive Here's my little warning It's a word to the wise Don't get too involved in The Game of Life When the wheel of fortune Grinds your face in the sand And opportunity's knocking Only bruises your hand They call it enterprise culture I call it pressure and strife And the winners stay winners In the Game of Life [Chorus:] The Game of Life You're born to play The Game of Life You play to win The winners stay winners In the game of life Putting the pressure on you Your head is on the block With every day more frantic You've gotta beat the clock Try to slow down sometime If you don't you'll find You've no time for living The Game of Life [Chorus Repeat] From the minute you're born Til the day you die Yeah they put you on trial Yeah they make you strive, strive, strive They call it enterprise culture I call it pressure and strife And the winners stay winners In the Game of Life [Chorus x3] |
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| 7. |
| 3:27 |
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How do you propose to live your life in times like these
Growing up surrounded by the fear and hate disease I believe that we all need protection from the world And our friends enfold us like a barrier unfurled I believe in the human shield I believe in the human shield People try to use you and abuse you every day Doesn't seem to matter what you do or what you say Then you need a friend that you can count on when you're down Someone who will ward off all the hatred all around (Chorus:) The human shield protects your soul And keeps you on the ground The human shield protects your heart from being ground down Dreams will all be shattered and your hopes dashed on the ground As you grow to realise, this world's a real hard town I believe that we all need protection every day And our friends will form a shield that works in every way I believe in the human shield I believe in the human shield (Chorus) |
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| 8. |
| 3:49 |
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I remember back so long ago
Where I went you'd always go Never left my side, I never felt alone Just you and me always on our own Those were the days I loved but now it seems so strange It's all so different I guess everything has to change [Chorus:] Johnny 7 now where are you Johnny 7 help me see it through Johnny 7 I need you right by my side Was all so easy way back then I pull the trigger just fire and end No need to run Johnny 7 no need to hide The years go by and you are gone Never thought I'd miss you for so long A world like this needs a seven too I guess I'd still run back to you They told me I'd forget as time goes by But they can say what they want I know I'll never try Could this all be a dream So what I'll live my dream I guess it's wrong to look back to you What can you change what can you do Is it so wrong is it all pride Why pretend what I feel inside But then I look around and I still want you back I pull the trigger now - come on let's attack |
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| 9. |
| 3:37 |
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You're holding on to something I don't believe is real
You're living in the past and you refuse to reappraise Your ridiculous commitment to an outmoded ideal Are you honestly that stupid or will these wounds never heal (Chorus:) You can keep your flags and emblems I don't need them anymore So just take your age-old hatred and then walk out of the door I hope that you die and burn tonight I hope that you die and burn tonight You think of all your neighbors as just scum upon the earth And you live inside a bubble where a badge is all you're worth All your dreams are built on loathing All your hopes are built on hate I can't see any way out of this hell that you create (Chorus) I wish you could see yourself as others all see you Then maybe you'd realise that you seem such a fool (Chorus) |
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| 10. |
| 4:04 |
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Here's your mask 'nd here's your glove, it's all an arcade game
We call it 'Virtual Reality' so nothing's what it seems Although we may want you to kill just do it now for fun You play on the computer screen while these men load your gun Men who only think of fortune no matter the price Men who kill for sand and petrol never thinking twice (Chorus:) So let the young men fight, die in battle for the glory And we know it's right so shoot son never worry That your mother cries, she can't see the reason Your battle cry is 'No surrender here at all' Here's your mask and here's your gun it's no longer a game This is absolute reality though it's not what it seems We told you we need you to fight for freedom and for right But what we want is our man restored, to hell with what he's like Our man sells us oil and petrol at a price that's fair Our man kills collaborators in the Public Square (Chorus) I believe in hopes and dreams, I believe in life I don't believe in hate and greed, tyranny or spite Might is right my will be done I pull the trigger you fire the gun No surrender |
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