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

The Diggers Song Chumbawamba

The Diggers Song You noble diggers all stand up now, stand up now You noble diggers all stand up now The wasteland to maintain sin (?)

Wasteland Woodkid

Most of my sweet memories were buried in the sand The fire and the pain will now be coming to an end How did you get to save me from this desolate wasteland In your eyes I see the dawn of brighter

Wasteland Augustana

Don't come back with me So I'll drink myself to sleep Cut my skin until I bleed Hold my breath all the night Cause it's 5 o'clock The hour stops the sunlight And the buildings shade the masquerade and

Wasteland The Jam

Meet me on the wastelands - later this day, We'll sit and talk and hold hands maybe, For there's not much else to do in this drab and colourless place.

Wasteland The Mission

There's a crystal view from my window And I can see years to come I live for the burn and the sting of pleasure I live for the sword, the steel, and the gun I can tear down the walls, storm them barricades

WASTELAND Billy Idol

WASTELAND words and music by: Billy Idol/Mark Younger-Smith,1993 Out into the wasteland Out into the wasteland No religion No religion, no religion at all No religion No religion, no religion

Wasteland Dan Bern

And always moving upward and ever upward To this gentle golden promised land With the smartest of them all Moonlighting as a word processor And the strongest of them all Checking IDs outside a saloon

Wasteland John Cale

We're living in a wasteland The soil is cold and damp Volcanoes in the distance Riverbeds run dry You comfort me hold me in the dark A black sea a wind blows The dinosaurs are gone Gave up the ghost of

Wasteland 강다니엘

Gave you trust, but you dug me a grave Paradise was Only an illusion I was just a victim in this game The pinnacle Of criminal Subliminal Ah You played the part It fell apart Doomed from

WASTELAND Monsterworks

Ignorance and fear of death Undermines life's joys The need for recognition Suffocated by regression Limiting potential A belief cannot be denied Inserted with the hammer of guilt A thousand barriers

Wasteland Jaws the Shark

Wasteland We’re living in a wasteland Can’t catch a break in this city but it’s all the same to me Feel that? Tell me do ya, feel that?

Wasteland Needtobreathe

I\'m the first one in line to die When the cavalry comes Yeah it feels like the great divide Has already come Yeah I\'m wasting my way through days losing youth along the way Oh if God is on my side

Wasteland 10 Years

good intentions crouched over you were not there living in fear but signs were not really that scarce obvious tears but i will not hide you through this i want you to help and please see the

Wasteland Roller Chair Derby

my face I’ve got a heathy body but my soul is out of place nothing else you say could bring me down and now you want me to come back around Your friends condemn you cuz they know you’re wrong the

Wasteland Against The Current

Have I lost my mind Is this paradise Or a darker side Candy coated lips You're the sweetest kiss But a bad trip Changing faces Know the name but I just can't place it Slurring phrases Took a

Wasteland Simple Minds

Can you see us now we're on our own And every chance has just come and just gone Now it looks so dark and so cold Think of the minds we sold We'd better speak now We'd better speak now We'd better

Wasteland Royal & The Serpent 외 2명

I’ve held on for as long as I can For the ones that I had to defend I’ve been strong every day of my life If she wants, death could take me this time This world is a wasteland where nothing can grow

Wasteland SS501

표정도 다 괜찮아 그러니 내 손 놓지만 말아줘 널 보낼 수도 널 떠날 수도 없다는 것을 잘 알잖아 거칠게 돌아선 너의 눈빛 까맣게 타버린 나의 심장 미친듯 소리치는 날 버리려고 (고) 하지말아줘 제발 이대로 돌아서 갈 순 없어 이렇게 절대 보낼 순 없어 죽을 듯 매달리는 날 떠나려고 (고) 남은 내 맘은 wasteland

Wasteland 더블에스501(SS501)

우습게 들린다는 말도 더 이해 할 수 없단 표정도 다 괜찮아 그러니 내 손 놓지만 말아줘 널 보낼 수도 널 떠날 수도 난 없다는 것을 잘 알잖아 거칠게 돌아선 너의 눈빛 까맣게 타버린 나의 심장 미친듯 소리치는 날 버리려고 하지 말아줘 제발 이대로 돌아서 갈 순 없어 이렇게 절대 보낼 순 없어 죽을 듯 매달리는 날 떠나려고 남은 내 맘은 wasteland

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

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

The Wasteland Elton John

Some days I think it's all a dream The things I've done, the places that I've been This life of mine seemed surreal at times Wasted days and nights in someone else's mind Could it be I'm not for real?

The Wasteland Warrior Soul

gonna break my back I'm in the wasteland, I'm in the wasteland I'm in the wasteland, I'm in the wasteland I'm in the wasteland, mama you know it's true No motherfucker's gonna tell me what to do I'm in

One-Sided Game Chumbawamba

One-Sided Game With a flick of the boot and a nod of the head The ball goes crashing in the back of the net But the referee and linesman disallow the goal 'Cause the boot's on the other foot, the

Seoul Music Chumbawamba

Seoul Music There'll be new events in Seoul '88 Throwing the molotov and the hundred meter loot Hurdling over barricades putting the brick Vaulting over riot cops in the peoples Olympics The people

Farewell to the Crown Chumbawamba

Poacher come with his poacher's gun Out in the woods to shoot someone "My lord your time has come" Right between the eyes!

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

Jacobs Ladder Chumbawamba

Jacob's ladder Like rusty old nails At the bottom of the sea Telling no tales For the good of the Admiralty You jump when you're told to Through the open door And the King of Norway He's the

Jacob's Ladder Chumbawamba

Jacob's ladder Like rusty old nails At the bottom of the sea Telling no tales For the good of the Admiralty You jump when you're told to Through the open door And the King of Norway He's the man you all

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

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?

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 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

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

The World Turned Upside Down Chumbawamba

The World Turned Upside Down In sixteen forty-nine to St.

Changing Gears Chumbawamba

Changing Gears From the deepest to the highest Battling for the yellow vest Changing gears rapidly Ten seconds to change a wheel King of the Mountains Queen of the flats Sprinting for the line

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

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

Invasion Chumbawamba

of me It's we who write this history We who guard the money-tree We support the companies We stole the colonies And when the system starts to crack We'll have to be ready to give it all back And

Where Did the Chinaman Go? Chumbawamba

Where Did the Chinaman Go? Where did the chinaman go? Where did the chinaman go?

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

Fitzwilliam Chumbawamba

Fitzwilliam Smiles for the cameras as the miners return They say no one has lost and no one has gained But wiser and stronger the people have changed And it won't be the same in the village again

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.

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

Shock! Horror! Chumbawamba

with the Daily Mirror 'The Facts Not The Fiction' boasts The Star The fact is that attacks on Asians and Blacks By people who read this racist crap Are higher than ever before --But you won't find

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

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.

Song Of The Government Minister Who Enjoys His Wor Chumbawamba

Song Of The Government Minister Who Enjoys His Work Test the water feel the ground Send the tax collectors round Fill the coffers pound by pound A surer way to keep in line The rabble who spend