Lankum – Salonika Lyrics

My husband’s in Salonika, I wonder if he’s dead,
I wonder if he knows he has a kid with a poxy head?
So write away, so write away, so write away Salonika, write away my soldier boy

And when the war is over, what will the soldiers do?
They’ll be hopping around with a leg and a half but the slackers, we’ll have two
So write away, so write away, so write away Salonika, write away my soldier boy

And when the war is over, what will the slackers do?
We’ll be all around the soldiers for the loan of a bob or two
So write away, so write away, so write away Salonika, write away my soldier boy

Well at first they tax the sugar, and the they tax the tea,
And then they brought conscription and took my man away
So write away, so write away, so write away Salonika, write away my soldier boy

They tax the pound of butter, they tax the ha’penny bun,
But still with all their taxes they can’t beat the bleeding hun.
So write away, so write away, so write away Salonika, write away my soldier boy

And when the war is over, what will the slackers do?
For every kid in America in Dublin there’ll be two.
So write away, so write away, so write away Salonika, write away my soldier boy

For they takes us up the Phoeno, and lays us on the grass,
They puts us in the family way then leaves us on our ass
So write away, so write away, so write away Salonika, write away my soldier boy

Well there’s lino in the parlour and in the kitchen too
A glass back chiffonier that we got from Dicky Glue
So write away, so write away, so write away Salonika, write away my soldier boy

Oh and never marry a copper, a soldier or a marine,
Politician, or a banker, ladies, keep your conscience clean
So write away, so write away, so write away Salonika, write away my soldier boy

My husband’s in Salonika, I wonder if he’s dead,
I wonder if he knows he has a kid with a poxy head?
So write away, so write away, so write away Salonika, write away my soldier boy.

Steeleye Span – The Ups And Downs lyrics

[Verse]
As I was going to Aylesbury all on a market day
A pretty little Aylesbury girl I met upon the way
Her business was to market with butter, cheese and whey
And we both jogged on together, me boys, fol-der-o diddle-o-day
And we both jogged on together, me boys, fol-der-o diddle-o-day

[Verse]
As we jogged on together, me boys, together side by side
By chance this fair maid’s garter, by chance it came untied
For fear that she might lose it, I unto her did say
“Oh, your garter’s come untied, me love, fol-der-o diddle-o-day” (x2)

[Verse]
As we rode on together, me boys, to the outskirts of the town
At length this fair young damsel, she stopped and looked around
“Oh, since you’ve been so venturesome, pray tie it up for me”
“Oh, I will if you go to the apple grove, fol-der-o diddle-o-day
Oh, I will if you go to the apple grove, fol-der-o diddle-o-day”

[Verse]
And when we got to the apple grove, the grass was growing high
I laid this girl upon her back, her garter for to tie
While tying of her garter, such sights I never did see
And we both jogged on together, me boys, fol-der-o diddle-o-day
And we both jogged on together, me boys, fol-der-o diddle-o-day

[Verse]
“Oh, since you’ve had your will of me, come tell to me your name
Likewise your occupation and where and whence you came”
“Me name is Mickey the drover boy, from Dublin town come I
And I live at the sign of the Ups And Downs, fol-der-o diddle-o-day
Oh, I live at the sign of the Ups And Downs, fol-der-o diddle-o-day”

[Verse]
And when she got to Aylesbury, her butter was not sold
And the losing of her maidenhead, it made her blood run cold
“He’s gone, he’s gone, he’s gone”, she said, “He’s not the lad for me
For he lives at the sign of the Ups And Downs, fol-der-o diddle-o-day” (x2)

Andy Grammer – Smoke Clears

[Verse 1]
"You and I, against the world."
That’s what she told me
That night, in the terminal
As we were boarding
And I know you meant it
Holding my hand so tight as
We flew, from Lafayette
Back to Pacific time
And you lay ya head
On my shoulder
Couple tears were shed over Arizona
An emotional roller coaster, yeah

[Pre-Chorus]
We ride the highs and lows
We ride the highs and lows

[Chorus]
You’ll never be alone
Even when your world explodes
Cause after all the smoke clears
I will be right here
I will be right here
When the smoke clears

[Post-Chorus]
I will be right here
When the smoke clears

[Verse 2]
And when I hit the wall
Back in December
I took my hardest fall
But we fell together
And we spent the weekend
Pacing the hotel room at
The Westin, in Dublin
Never felt so close to you
And I laid my head
On your shoulder
By the time we left we were ten years older
An emotional roller coaster, yeah

[Pre-Chorus]
We ride the highs and lows
We ride the highs and lows

[Chorus]
You’ll never be alone
Even when your world explodes
Cause after all the smoke clears
I will be right here
I will be right here
When the smoke clears

[Post-Chorus]
I will be right here
When the smoke clears

[Bridge]
"You and I, against the world."
That’s what she told me

[Pre-Chorus]
We ride the highs and lows
We ride the highs and lows

[Chorus]
You’ll never be alone
Even when your world explodes
Cause after all the smoke clears
I will be right here
I will be right here
When the smoke clears

Nicky D’s – New Day (feat. Young Thug & Lil Yachty)

[Intro: Young Thug]
Yeah, know I got that white kid with me, nigga, know what I’m sayin’
I ain’t gon’ waist no time, nigga
Right to it

[Chorus: Young Thug & Lil Yachty]
I play in Bentleys while you playin’ 2K (2K)
Count up some digits, drop ’em on your toupee (toupee)
I mix that Actavis with some lil’ Kool-Aid (Kool-Aid, lean, lean)
I took your bitch from her, she earned a new name (call her…)
Get inside that bitch, then go Mike it like a champagne (inside that bitch)
Earned all my racks, now I rock gold like a Ace of Spades (Ace of Spades)
Fell in love with a brick, fuck you hoes on a bad day (ayy, ayy)
She a dime and hair grey, cuff her, goin’ out like OJ
Lil Boat, Lil Boat
Like OJ (Lil Boat)

[Verse 1: Nicky D’s]
Lots of duplicates, yeah all my bitches come in twos now
She say, "You a lil’ stressed so just lay back," man what a true pal
I done been in some real shootouts
Places that you cannot move ’round
Blowin’ on pack and it’s cool loud
All of my homies scream uptown
I just thought you should know a few things about the kid
If I hit it once you gon’ feel it all around your ribs
You just wanna fuck ’cause you heard about the D rich
It’s a new day, and I’m in the kitchen whippin’ like a soufflé
Got a Creole lil’ shawty, my new bae
She be at the crib like a roommate
When I tell you pull up

[Chorus: Young Thug & Lil Yachty]
I play in Bentleys while you playin’ 2K (2K)
Count up some digits, drop ’em on your toupee (toupee)
I mix that Actavis with some lil’ Kool-Aid (Kool-Aid, lean, lean)
I took your bitch from her, she earned a new name (call her…)
Get inside that bitch, then go Mike it like a champagne (inside that bitch)
Earned all my racks, now I rock gold like a Ace of Spades (Ace of Spades)
Fell in love with a brick, fuck you hoes on a bad day (ayy, ayy)
She a dime and hair grey, cuff her, goin’ out like OJ
Lil Boat, Lil Boat
Like OJ (Lil Boat)

[Verse 2: Lil Yachty]
Got a lil’, got a lil’ bitch from Lil Haiti
Watch her go wipe that lil’ baby (lil’ baby)
Would I share money with you? That’s a no
My nigga, that’s not a maybe (no)
Top of the buildin’, coolin’, I be chillin’
I see the pavilion, I fuck up a million (pew, pew, pew)
My rides all dirty, I feel like Chamillion
I run up that sack for my future children, gang
I’m (Lil Boat) finna (Lil Boat) have to (Lil Boat) run it up
Back that ass back like a dump truck (beep)
Niggas be hatin’ that I’m up (yeah)
They ain’t want me to win, but I did (no)
Make that bitch squirt like a squid (squirt)
That bitch got makeup over my white cover
I fought like I fuck her, don’t fall like I love her
All of these pussy rap niggas be suckas
Ain’t goin’ out like that, no

[Chorus: Young Thug & Lil Yachty]
I play in Bentleys while you playin’ 2K (2K)
Count up some digits, drop ’em on your toupee (toupee)
I mix that Actavis with some lil’ Kool-Aid (Kool-Aid, lean, lean)
I took your bitch from her, she earned a new name (call her…)
Get inside that bitch, then go Mike it like a champagne (inside that bitch)
Earned all my racks, now I rock gold like a Ace of Spades (Ace of Spades)
Fell in love with a brick, fuck you hoes on a bad day (ayy, ayy)
She a dime and hair grey, cuff her, goin’ out like OJ
Lil Boat, Lil Boat
Like OJ (Lil Boat)

[Verse 3: Nicky D’s]
Thugger brought lean and Yachty got Sprite
Now we in commercials like we takin’ flights
But I be in PJs like sleepin’ at night
I be in PJs like sleepin’ at night
Haters be talkin’ like they got the right
But I be confused like…
What? Fuck is you speakin’ on? Who is you schemin’ on?
Peep your whole convo like speakerphone (yah)
Know that sideways shit
They be talkin’ ’bout every fuckin’ time that my back turned
Yeah all you pussy cats need a pap smear
Like Papoose, I ain’t ever dropped a wack verse
Last hearse came for a body I caught
They ain’t even make it up to the lobby at all
It’s obvious, dog, I’m prolly the one ’cause they be callin’ me up
You want a verse then slide me the fuzz?
I give a fuck
It’s a new day err day
We goin’ up like doors in a Merci’
Nights like a kid on a first date
When a verse lay everybody screw their face up in the worst way
I put on for Ireland
Bitches in Dublin get wet like a fireman
All the Leviathan say that you ballin’ and buy it then
Or take your tongue and just bite it then
Hush little baby, you rappers is hoes
Attracted to hoes that be smashin’ my folk
I’m used to the cold, I adapted to woes
But we all be like, "who you actin’ a fool?"
These questions need answers
Bet all your bands up
I got ’em bop like a hansom
Young D’s got jokes like a hansom
Tell ’em all hold up like ransom

[Chorus: Young Thug & Lil Yachty]
I play in Bentleys while you playin’ 2K (2K)
Count up some digits, drop ’em on your toupee (toupee)
I mix that Actavis with some lil’ Kool-Aid (Kool-Aid, lean, lean)
I took your bitch from her, she earned a new name (call her…)
Get inside that bitch, then go Mike it like a champagne (inside that bitch)
Earned all my racks, now I rock gold like a Ace of Spades (Ace of Spades)
Fell in love with a brick, fuck you hoes on a bad day (ayy, ayy)
She a dime and hair grey, cuff her, goin’ out like OJ
Lil Boat, Lil Boat
Like OJ (Lil Boat)

The Dubliners – The Comical Genius lyrics

O a comical genius was thinking one day
How he’d jack up his job and receive handy pay
He did not like begging and work was too hard
So he got a bright notion to join up the guard
Diddly-i-dum diidly-i-dum diddly-i-dum dum day

Well he went up to Dublin, to the depot went in
Got a new suit of blue as bright as new pins
They drilt him, they drilt him, they drilt him so hard
The old sergeant proclaimed him a full fledged guard
Diddly-i-dum diidly-i-dum diddly-i-dum dum day

He was stationed somewhere near the town of Athy
On the roads of the district he kept a close eye
The girls they admired him as all brassers do

Fell in love with the guard and his new suit of blue
Diddly-i-dum diidly-i-dum diddly-i-dum dum day

Well the girls they would wink and they’d nod as he passed
O but this city guard had his eye on one lass
And this little cailín, she being a die-hard
She made it quite clear that she wanted no guard
Diddly-i-dum diidly-i-dum diddly-i-dum dum day

Well one time while on duty on a cold winter’s night
Sure he caught her out cycling without any light
Where’s your light, miss? Says he; for an answer says she
It’s next to me liver, where you’ll never be
Diddly-i-dum diidly-i-dum diddly-i-dum dum day

Rangers Fc Loyal – Follow Follow lyrics

Follow,follow,
We will follow rangers,
Up the falls,
Derry walls,
We will follow on,
Dundee Hamilton,
Fuck the pope and the Vatican,
If they go to Dublin we will follow on,

For there’s no a team like the Glasgow Rangers,
No not one and there never shall be one,
The fucking Celtic scum know about their problems,
We will fight till the day is done,
Cause there’s no a team like the Glasgow rangers,
No not one and there never shall be one

Tinie Tempah – Bounce

Shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake
Shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake
Shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake
Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump
Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Eenie meanie minie
Thank God it’s Friday
Please don’t ask me for my ID
If I’m in your iTunes library
Got my own book in my library
My mansion is so tidy
But my neighbours hate my mistress cause she never wear no nightie
I go Claridges to do high tea
Jordans on like Spike Lee
I’m high end, you’re high street
Swagger jacking my stylee
When I was a kid I used to save up for my Nike’s
Now all these little kids is try’na save up for my Nike’s
Go
Shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake
Shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake,
Tamborine
Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump
Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump
Trampoline
Shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake
Shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake,
Tamborine
Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump
Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump
Trampoline
Sharing clothes, that’s trampy
Splitting bills, that’s trampy
All this hanky panky, now her hand prints on my Banksy
I’m just strictly speaking, Anne Frankly (yeah)
All my girls is fancy
In a white Ferrari Spider
Rolling with Anansi, Diplo to disco
She sniff, woah
She gwan like she Ri Ri
Wine to Calypso
She ask me if I’m single
I said "Maybe, I think so
I can’t concentrate, when that thong’s on like Sisqo"
Shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake
Shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake,
Tamborine
Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump
Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump
Trampoline
Shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake
Shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake,
Tamborine
Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump
Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump
First of all I’m swagging
Two girls with me so I’m bragging
So much money in my pocket
My pants might be saggy
My car might be tinted
My weed might be scented
My girl might be bow legged
Her friend might be wetter
Gold Roley on when I perform
Ring ring, mobile phone
The way it’s going on
It must be on
Till the break of dawn, party like rock stars
We don’t stop till we see them fucking cop cars
Shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake
Tambourine
Tan ’til her skin peel off, tangerine
Then she vogue, then she vogue
Agyness Deyn
On your marks get set go (red, amber, green)
Sydney, what’s going down
New York, what’s going down
LA, what’s going down
Vegas, what’s going down
Dublin, what’s going down
Paris, what’s going down
Lagos, what’s going down
Oslo, what’s going down
Toronto, what’s going down
Stockholm, what’s going down
Berlin, what’s going down
Johannesburg, what’s going down
Tokyo, what’s going down
Rio, what’s going down
Beijing, what’s going down
London, what’s going down
Shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake
Trampoline
Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump
Trampoline, trampoline

Jay-Z – Oh My God

Pops sped off, left mom with a bundle of
Joy of boys, smack dab in the jungle
Took tunnel vision, but he would soon become a mogul but
First he brought that crack back like a yo-yo though
Don’t play with my yo-yo, loco niggas in the hood
First niggas hating on me, its all good
I’m buying things like my shit don’t stink
Gucci links and Gucci gooses, watching too many movies
Bullet proof this,
Had some nerve like pulling toothes
When you 16, coming through roofless
Yea ya boy ruthless
Like ice cube was
Turn the whole city on I’m the new plug
So if this is ya first time hearing this
You about to experience
Someone so cold
A journey, seldom seamed the american dream
From the bottom to the top of the globe
They call me hov

They coming for me, wanna see me fall
They know my story, I been through it all
Nights I felt like dying, but I ain’t crying
What didn’t kill me, made me strong as I am
I am, I am
Oh my god, hov

Now I’m knee deep in the concrete
Like the streets made a quicksand that?s beyond deep
I got a chemical romance, two left feet
So now I dance with the devil please G.O.D.
Save me from the black parade, release me
My life like grand theft auto PSP
I’m in the Volvo, puffin on the lala
Ducking from the popo
Every time I drive by, say hi to the bad guy
All my mama friends be like,
Would you just look at him"
So sorry dear mama for your embarrassment
But give me a couple years pray ill never sin again
Got all these rapper dealers, trying to do me in
And all these little rappers don’t know how prepared for them I am (I am)
I’m feeling like the worlds against me, lord
Call me crazy but strangely I love the odds

They coming for me, wanna see me fall
They know my story, I been through it all
Nights I felt like dying, but I ain’t crying
What didn’t kill me, made me strong as I am
I am, I am
Oh my god, hov

Now these baby ballers, toy rappers
Calling out my name to bring the boy backwards
Shooting air balls at the basket
What you call money, I pay more in taxes
I got crowned king down in Africa
Out in Niger?, do you have any idea?
Sold out shows, albums his whole career
Jo-burg, Dublin, Tanzania
Lunch with Mandella, dinner with Cavalli
Still got time to get water out to everybody
Everybody, fall back
Y’all rapping, I’m reenacting
CNN, you see it’s accurate
ESPN, See me in action
Monday nights, when the half is
When you 10 years in, holla back then

They coming for me, wanna see me fall
They know my story, I been through it all
Nights I felt like dying, but I ain’t crying
What didn’t kill me, made me strong as I am
I am, I am
Oh my god, hov

Sinead O’Connor – The Foggy Dew lyrics

‘Twas down the glen one Easter morn
To a city fair rode I.
When Ireland’s line of marching men
In squadrons passed me by.
No pipe did hum, no battle drum
Did sound it’s dread tattoo
But the Angelus bell o’er the Liffey’s swell
Rang out in the foggy dew.

Right proudly high over Dublin town
They hung out a flag of war.
‘Twas better to die ‘neath an Irish sky
Than at Suvla or Sud el Bar.
And from the plains of Royal Meath
Strong men came hurrying through;
While Brittania’s sons with their long-range guns
Sailed in from the foggy dew.

‘Twas England bade our wild geese go
That small nations might be free.
Their lonely graves are by Suvla’s waves
On the fringe of the grey North Sea.
But had they died by Pearse’s side
Or fought with Valera true,
Their graves we’d keep where the Fenians sleep
‘Neath the hills of the foggy dew.

The bravest fell, and the solemn bell
Rang mournfully and clear
For those who died that Eastertide
In the springing of the year.
And the world did gaze in deep amaze
At those fearless men and true
Who bore the fight that freedom’s light
Might shine through the foggy dew.

Rejjie Snow – Pink Beetle letras

[Intro]
Our Father in heaven, hallowed be your name
Your kingdom come, your will be done
On earth as it is in heaven

[Hook]
Got my chariot waitin’
You know I’m stayin’ alive
We in Heaven or Hades
You know I gotta survive
Swing low, swing low
Swing low, swing low
Keep my feet above everything
Yea, you know that I’m crazy
Got my angels in full swing
Yea, nothin’ can phase me
Swing low, swing low
Swing low, swing low
And I-oooooh-yea
And I-oooooh-yea

[Verse 1: Rejjie Snow]
All these niggas rappers
Playin’ rappers, greatest actors
Me, I kept it humble
Me, I did it, this my greatest chapter
Written here where bodies lay
Remember fightin’ on display
Zulu with the shackles
Freein’ weapons be the up and keep
You gon’ make me catch a body like them fuckin’ rappers do
Or you gon’ make me have to make a record at that fuckin’ [?]
You gon’ make me have to have these gold teeth and tattoos
You gon’ make me have to crash Mercedes, so I’m beggin’ you
Shut the ballin’ late in Dublin, purple fluid in my cup and
Broken dreams and wet dreams, there’s alcohol inside my gut
All you say is, “fuck me better”
Chicken grease up on my sweater
Fast food and bad mood’s equivalent of hardly better
Yea, I keep my ‘fro intact
Camel causin’ heart attacks, bitches on my fuckin’ lap
Toe tags and handbags, the snap make my balls sack
Portraits of my mama’s face, poppa knows I’m sayin’ grace
This here be my only take

[Hook]
Got my chariot waitin’
You know I’m stayin’ alive
We in Heaven or Hades
You know I gotta survive
Swing low, swing low
Swing low, swing low
Keep my feet above everything
Yea, you know that I’m crazy
Got my angels in full swing
Yea, nothin’ can phase me
Swing low, swing low
Swing low, swing low
And I-oooooh-yea
And I-oooooh-yea

[Verse 2: Rejjie Snow]
93 my born date
It’s King [?]
His penmanship will resonate and legacy deteriorate
In such relay, yea
[?], yea
Just regulate, yea
Try to educate, yea
Will imitate, yea, yea, yea
Two weak bricks for the low, you snake
How dreams they came crashin’ in
I was always born to win
Crack heads in Dublin city
Love me, keep me covenant
Prayin’ to my lover-hoe
She hold me down, I’m celibate
Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah
Now I’m prayin’, “hallelujah,” that I’m not the shooter
Crashin’ up, that record spinnin’
Way before this rappin’ winnin’
Y’all was steady pluckin’ chickens
Trophies in my mama’s kitchen
Champagne and lovely women fortify my old soul
Cause it’s doin’ numbers that I multiplied, I don’t know
Every single record I be cryin’ at my old hoes
Rejjie-this and Rejjie-that, you fuckin’ bitch, I hate y’all

[Hook]
Got my chariot waitin’
You know I’m stayin’ alive
We in Heaven or Hades
You know I gotta survive
Swing low, swing low
Swing low, swing low
Keep my feet above everything
Yea, you know that I’m crazy
Got my angels in full swing
Yea, nothin’ can phase me
Swing low, swing low
Swing low, swing low
And I-oooooh-yea
And I-oooooh-yea