On the Beach Chumbawamba

On the Beach 54 inch around the chest Stitching ripping on his vest Biceps, triceps, ready to flex A gold medallion around his neck He looks more like the Michelin Man He's trapped inside a multi-gym

Home With Me Chumbawamba

Your world, my world (Repeats) San Christobal on New Year's Day Sunny beach, L.A.

Don't Try This At Home Chumbawamba

It's a long walk to the gallows It's a small step to swing free The crying in the tower For my conspirators and me Gunpowder and modem And a dream of liberty And then they'll tell you, 'Don't try

Hey! You! Outside, Now! Chumbawamba

arts No money for a bonus And my car won't start The taxman cometh And the landlord too Now something better change I've got things to do (Chorus) Scratched record carries on forever On forever

Hey! You! Outside Now! Chumbawamba

arts No money for a bonus And my car won't start The taxman cometh And the landlord too Now something better change I've got things to do (Chorus) Scratched record carries on forever On forever, on forever

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

Polo Chumbawamba

Polo Polo has the biggest pitch of any ball game Polo has the biggest idiots On the biggest pitch of any ball game Polo has the biggest idiots With the biggest bank accounts On the biggest pitch

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?

Hanging On The Old Barbed Wire Chumbawamba

Hanging On The Old Barbed Wire If you want to find the general I know where he is I know where he is I know where he is If you want to find the general I know where he is He's pinning another

Drugs Chumbawamba

Drugs All the runners running downhill All the throwers with strap-on muscles Gold, silver, and bronze To the designer-drugs and anabolic steroids Random testing doesn't exist No promoters will

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

Rip It Up Chumbawamba

The Absolute Game! Not The View! Off The Ball! I could go on and on But I've just bought the latest When Sunday Comes Kick up the R's! Northern Light! City Gent! Voice Of The Valley!

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

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)

Mouthful of Shit Chumbawamba

double trouble big one to the joker with the card Good call What's the crack, what's the damage done today From the commons to the common a banana skin away Knock it back knock it out Chuck a nightmare

Top Of The World (Ol?Ol?Ol? Chumbawamba

Top Of The World (Ol?Ol?Ol?

One By One (Acoustic Version) Chumbawamba

Lords Whose side are you on?

Salt Fare, North Sea Chumbawamba

Salt fare, North Sea (repeats) Roll on, roll off With these words I drown Topmast secured Hatches battened down Sometimes I think It must be different on land But from the mast I can only see tyrants Still

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

Not Sport Chumbawamba

Not Sport Birds strung on barbed wire hanging in the sun Grouse moors trampled to the crack of guns Greyhounds snapping at a hare on the run Corpse of a fox when the day is done It's killing for

Mouthful Of Shit (Country & Western Version) Chumbawamba

the card Good call What's the crack, what's the damage done today From the commons to the common a banana skin away Throw it up, throw it out Chuck a nightmare dart Quiet Compere on the mic turns

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

Just Look At Me Now (Borstal Boy Mix) Chumbawamba

(Borstal Boy Mix) Don't tell me lies, I don't need fingerprints So tighten up your coats before you catch your death of cold Throw away your books They're building windmills three miles up Out on

Just Look At Me Now Chumbawamba

Don't tell me lies I want it all (Repeat) I don't need fingerprints So button up your coat Before you catch your death of cold Throw away your books They're building windmills Three miles up Out on

Ladies For Compassionate Lynching Chumbawamba

Ladies For Compassionate Lynching We're the ladies for compassionate lynching We fight for all the things we believe We spend all of our time on your talk shows We put the stickers on your record

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

In The Thick Of It Chumbawamba

In The Thick Of It Chap aged twenty-three Some pieces of my mind I can be so happy just lying down Back to the brown, looking up at the stars On a clear summer's night I can think wow!

Knit Your Own Balaclava Chumbawamba

Knit Your Own Balaclava Twelve stitches in sixteen rows Two inches overpacking on number ten needles Cast one hundred twenty one stitches And knit one, purl one, repeat to the end Knit one, purl

One By One Chumbawamba

Pontius Pilate came to our town Up to the dockyards to see the picket line We asked him to help but he just turned around He's the leader of the union now Leader of the union All of our questions

Ever Heard the One About the Pacemaker? Chumbawamba

Ever Heard the One About the Pacemaker?

House Plants Chumbawamba

House Plants But it's shit we don't see it though we watch it on the telly Every day We give our heroes license to kill in reality Just like on TV And we wish we were in his shoes 'cos he gets

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.

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.

Invasion Chumbawamba

shadow of the USA Let them eat bullshit, make the land pay Make a fast deal with the local elite Then substitute cash crops where once grew wheat Build a cycle of dependence on a starvation diet

Hear No Bullshit (On Fire Mix) Chumbawamba

and sing Not for jumping around the stage and showing the girls my black ding-a-ling Your image is based on your bodies Why you doing music?

Enough Is Enough Chumbawamba

All of the people and the children who are living in the past, just blast, and blast, don't make the fascist man last.

Man Papers His Crack Chumbawamba

Come on, come unclean, man!

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

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

Pass It Along Chumbawamba

Pass It Along Come on, come on, come on Send this song to twenty people Add your name, don't break the cycle Pass it along by word of mouse Save the world, don't leave the house Because a virtual

A Lament to the Best Chumbawamba

A Lament to the Best Oh, where are you now George?

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

That's How Grateful We Are Chumbawamba

OK, this one's called "Whitewash" When was the very first time you saw Chumbawamba? In my dreams! Ha!

The Big Issue Chumbawamba

There are those Spend the night Under bridges Over by the river Down in the park Through the winter But there's a house That i know Safe and warm And no-one ever goes there Down where the

All Mixed Up Chumbawamba

All Mixed Up Sitting on the shelf when someone called my number With a template in one hand, scissors in the other 'What lump of clay is this?'

Salome (Let's Twist Again) Chumbawamba

Or just a part of the me me me generation The thatcher youth Coming home to roost If the old school cap fits, wear it But I'll take my cake and share it Burning down a bonfire made of teachers Pay your

Chartist Anthem Chumbawamba

Chartist Anthem A hundred years, a thousand years, we're marching on the road The going isn't easy yet, we've got a heavy load, oh we've got a heavy load The way is blind with blood and sweat, and

Insectkind Chumbawamba

Insectkind Chapter seven There's bugs on the house plants of the folks back home Insects are material, they're not inferior Insects are material, they're not inferior What do we want?

Lay People Chumbawamba

doesn't matter how rich or poor we are Doesn't matter what sex or species we are Doesn't matter with which nation we associate Doesn't matter what politics we love or hate We've still got to go to the

Just Us Mix Chumbawamba

state, its Tory psycopaths and labour apologists are coming clean The bullies and the cowards are ganging up on us (There ain't no justice, just us) The carrots been ditched, the stick works best