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Spaniens Gitarren
Ring. digeding. digeding.Ole!. Ring. digeding. digeding.Ole!. Ring. digeding. digeding. digeding. digeding.Ole!. . Spaniens Gitarren begleiten die Verliebte seit ewigen Zeiten..
Song Of The Times
You working men of England, one moment now attend. While I unfold the treatment of the poor upon this land. For nowadays the factory lords have brought the labor low.
Sonne Für Dich
Ich geh auf einem Regenbogen über dunkle Wolken hin.. Und ich hoffe. daß ich bald schon in der hellen Sonne bin.. Sonne für dich. Sonne für mich. Sonne für uns auf allen Wegen..
Song Of The Mother In Debt
I'm always waiting. I'm sick of waiting. For the day my luck will change. I've spent enough time. In queues and bread lines. In hope of better days. These thieves and scroungers.
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. There are worse tasks.
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 half their time.
Song Of The (now Determined) Mother
I've got this dream home. I'm queuing up for. In freshly dug brown earth. One thing I can swear. Before I get there. I'll kill the taxman first.
Song For Len Shakleton
I'm not the kind of man. Who'd live a quieter life. Just for a minute's silence. . One, two, three, four. . Some say it all without a word. Silence can be mightier than the sword.
Song For Len Shackleton
I'm not the kind of man. Who'd live a quieter life. Just for a minute's silence. (One, two, three, four). . Some say it all without a word. Silence can be mightier than the sword.
Sometimes Plunder
Two little ducks sank with a knock knock knock. She got twenty on tick and smoked the bloody lot. The fridge was bare, the dog was bones. Weavin' and a-bobbin' when the tallyman calls.
Somebody Else
For someone to drop that bomb. Somebody else must do research for to enable the design of such deadly bombs. Somebody else must invest in manufacturing all those dirty fucking stinking bombs.
Social Dogma
I'm just scraping the social dogma. From the bottom of my soul. . No beat, no rhythm. No beat, no rhythm. No beat, no rhythm. . {Can you name him?. We'll bring you the answer.
Snip Snip Snip
Well madam how'd you like it, maybe plenty off the back? I heard the coiners took the scissor to the Union Jack, with a snipper and a clipper and a bloody close shave making fivers, tenners, twenties, change. What's your size? What's the hours? No, you don't need the hassle--take the new short cut to the old clippy castle with the ramblers and the scramblers and the loiners and the tykes and the punks and the hippies living over by the pike..
Smash Clause 29!
Oscar Wilde, Oscar Wilde, can you tell me where you've been?. I've been down to London town to pay a visit to the Queen.. Oscar Wilde, Oscar Wilde, can you tell me what you saw?.
Smash Clause 28!
Oscar wilde, oscar wilde, can you tell me where you've been?. I've been down to london town to pay a visit to the queen.. Oscar wilde, oscar wilde, can you tell me what you saw?.
Smart Bomb
Rain on me, oh, friendly fire. (Smart bomb). Me an' Audrey gonna sing it for ya. (Smart bomb). A headache pill to die for. (Smart bomb). From all participating stores.
Smalltown
And every morning comes too soon. All your nights are sleepless. Poison arrows. To ruin your tomorrows. . Below suspicion. Cafes full of people dressed as spies.
Slap!
One, two, three, four. Slap. . Fleet Street fell in love. But the girl proved hard to get. Took a seat at the old boy's club. But wouldn't share the bed.
Slag Aid
This is the last one. Organize, occupy, kick the bastards out. Don't wear the gold lame. In keeping with the fashion for charity, not change. . Here's out contribution, we've called it Slag Aid.
Sugar Pie
Where are you sugar. I need you and ???. I don't matter nevermind. You won't make me better. . Maybe only after nine months. After I drink your tea. I saw you there.
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