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Clancy Brothers lyrics

Johnny I Harldy Knew Ye

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While goin' the road to sweet Athy, hurroo, hurroo While goin' the road to sweet Athy, hurroo, hurroo While goin' the road to sweet Athy, A stick in me hand and a drop in me eye, A doleful damsel I heard cry, Johnny I hardly knew ye. (Chorus): With your guns and drums and drums and guns, hurroo, hurroo With your guns and drums and drums and guns, hurroo, hurroo With your guns and drums and drums and guns, The enemy nearly slew ye Oh my darling dear, Ye look so queer Johnny I hardly knew ye. Where are the eyes that looked so mild, hurroo, hurroo Where are the eyes that looked so mild, hurroo, hurroo Where are the eyes that looked so mild, When my poor heart you first beguiled Why did ye skidaddle from me and the child Oh Johnny, I hardly knew ye (Chorus) Where are the legs with which you run, hurroo, hurroo Where are the legs with which you run, hurroo, hurroo Where are the legs with which you run, When first you went for to carry a gun Indeed your dancing days are done Oh Johnny, I hardly knew ye (Chorus) Ye haven't an arm, ye haven't a leg, hurroo, hurroo Ye haven't an arm, ye haven't a leg, hurroo, hurroo Ye haven't an arm and ye haven't a leg, Ye're an armless, boneless, chickenless egg Ye'll have to put with a bowl out to beg Oh Johnny I hardly knew ye (Chorus) I'm happy for to see ye home, hurroo, hurroo I'm happy for to see ye home, hurroo, hurroo I'm happy for to see ye home, All from the island of Saloam; So low in flesh, so high in bone Oh Johnny I hardly knew ye With your guns and drums and drums and guns, hurroo, hurroo With your guns and drums and drums and guns, hurroo, hurroo With your guns and drums and drums and guns, The enemy never slew ye Oh my darling dear, Ye look so queer Johnny I hardly knew ye.

Guns & Roses

JAY-Z "The Blueprint 2: The Gift & The Curse"
(feat. Lenny Kravitz) Yeah it's magic Uhh, Jay-Z and Lenny Kravitz And it's a Heavy D product you bastards Come on Ha hey yo stop playin man This is real serious Ha (It's the rock) yeah yo [Jay-Z] Post Postatono, Hov' hangin with Bono You too can live like Salvatore Ferragamo And you too can cool out poolside after Delano And you too flow like you was out of your mind yo And who knew dude who loved apple pies from McDonalds Would soon be the boss of the Big Apple, ya know And who knew dude would play ball for the NBA Would make a mistake on the who know it stayed still in the way Who knew that would be his last shot, who drew up that play They giveth and they taketh life is cool that way But even a broken clock is right two times a day You could have turned Guns into Roses like two times today Now there's something you gotta say two times to Jay I got my shades on waiting for the sun to shine my way Got my boom box, suntan lotion waiting for action Its safe when you play with skills, good luck could happen Let's go (C'mon) It's the Roc [repeat 4X] That's right [Jay-Z] It got to hot so I jumped off in this rap shit You got it criss-crossed ain't no turning me backwards Too many District Attorneys concerned with the actions Of one individual he's criminally attached I turned in all my rap chips I'm earning my bachelors While dating all the models and actresses I'm learning all the potholes in every single barrio Trying not to mess up my axis kid On the road to riches through trafficking Through rappining whatever's happening Roc-a-wear I'm the young black Ralph Lauren Every time I get out they put me right back in The Michael Corleone of the microphone The Michelangelo of flow I paint pictures with poems Have you ever known moss like a rolling stone Case the Grim Reaper visits my home, nigga I'm gone c'mon (C'mon) It's the Roc [3X] (C'mon) That's right (C'mon) [Lenny Kravitz: repeat 2X] Life is all about Guns and Roses Bittersweet like friends and foes Some get lucky and some get chosen Just like life, Guns and Roses [Jay-Z] More Guns then Roses, foes is, visibly shook of the invisible book, let's go Flowers need water to grow, it gotta rain And in order to experience joy you need pain Every time a baby is born, somebody slain You know the saying, somebody's lose is another's gain The sun comes out when the water goes down the drain When the rainbow in the cloud comes out we do it again Everything evens up, you just wait Even a garbage can gets a steak You ain't even a garbage can you have faith But when it turns your way before it turns away To turn that into something you gotta learn from Jay You will get return in your investment if attention you pay let's go (C'mon) It's the Roc [3X] (C'mon) That's right (C'mon) [Lenny Kravitz: repeat 2X] Life is all about Guns and Roses Bittersweet like friends and foes Some get lucky and some get chosen Just like life, Guns and Roses Life is all about Guns and Roses

Jeremiah Blues (Part 1)

STING "Soul Cages"
It was midnight, midnight at noon Everyone talked in rhyme Everyone saw the big clock ticking Nobody knew, nobody knew the time Elegant debutantes smiled Everyone fought for dimes Newspapers screamed for blood It was the best of times Every place around the world it seemed the same Can't hear the rhythm for the drums Everybody wants to look the other way When something wicked this way comes Sometimes they tie a thief to the tree Sometimes I stare Sometimes it's me Everyone told the truth All that we heard were lies A pope claimed that he'd been wrong in the past This was a big surprise Everyone fell in love A cardinal's wife was jailed The government saved a dying planet When popular icons failed Every place around the world it seemed the same Can't hear the rhythm for the drums Everybody wants to look the other way When something wicked this way comes Sometimes they tie a thief to the tree Sometimes I stare Sometimes it's me Sometimes I stare Sometimes it's me

Time For Us

JOHNNY MATHIS
Too Much, Too Little, Too Late -Artists: Johnny Mathis and Deniece Williams from Night Songs : -Warner Special Products OPCD 4557 -peak Billboard position # 1 for 1 week in 1978 -Words and Music by Nat Kipner and John McIntyre Vallins JOHNNY: Guess it's over, call it a day Sorry that it had to end this way No reason to pretend We knew it had to end some day, this way DENIECE: Yes, it's over, the kids are gone What's the use of tryin' to hang on? Somewhere we lost the key So little left for you and me and it's clear to see BOTH: Too much, too little, too late to lie again with you Too much, too little, too late to try again with you We're in the middle of ending something that we knew JOHNNY: It's over DENIECE: Oh, it was over BOTH: Too much, too little, too late to ever try again Too much, too little, too late, let's end it being friends Too much, too little, too late, we knew it had to end DENIECE; Ah, it's over JOHNNY: It's over DENIECE: Yes, it's over, the chips are down (whoa) Nearly all our bridges tumbled down JOHNNY: Whatever chance we try, let's face it widened-eye It's over (It's over) It's over BOTH: Too much, too little, too late to ever try again Too much, too little, too late, let's end it being friends Too much, too little, too late, we knew it had to end JOHNNY: And it's over DENIECE: And it's over JOHNNY: And it's over FADE BOTH: Too much, too little, too late to ever try again Too much, too little, too late, let's end it being friends

Cold Outside

JIN "The Rest Is History"
They say only the good die young, and with that said It dont get no better then me, its coming from my head I represented for yall when i came thru the market Bout to come in who i am, i became a target And what hurts is all the bullshit coming from my own kind They say Jin's fake, he dont keep it real in his rythems He make us look soft, that kid ain't commit no crimes YOU GOT DAMN RIGHT, want me to say it then fine I ain't a killa, i ain't a gangsta, and i ain't no thug I dont walk around with guns and i dont sell drugs I'm not a murderer, i aint never said i was, so what the fuck ya hating on me for huh [HOOK] See I don’t want to hold a grudge so I cruise fast in my Cadillac My momma would be so disgusted if she knew the way these grown folks stack See I won’t let them cram my style no and I won’t let them hold me down no Tell her that I’m ok tell her that imma make a way somehow AY Yo Jin! You Double R bust guns I ain't about that shit Trouble just comes my way, i dont invite that shit I got a career here, i ain't looking for fights to pick Got more pain in my heart that i knew can exist Like that night, they pull the guns out and bang my man I was like fuck rap, i almost had a change of plans He took a bullet for me, how i'm gonna repay that man What if he woulda die, what i'm soppose to say to his fam The life i chose endanger all my family and friends Some shit i wish i could change but yet promise i can't People are killed to get to the position i'm at Only to die and heard to find out it ain't worth that Still wanna rap? [HOOK] See I don’t want to hold a grudge so I cruise fast in my Cadillac My momma would be so disgusted if she knew the way these grown folks stack See I won’t let them cram my style no and I won’t let them hold me down no Tell her that I’m ok tell her that imma make a way somehow (thats how they getting down) Two turn table and a rapper that was that was (that was how they did it then, this how they do it now) 20 young mans with there gats up Gotta travel like that or they'll try to attack us (that how they getting down) The great settle their beef with rap battles lets go (that was how they did it then, this is how they do it now) If they ain't better then you, now they shooting at you Know it sound tragic but hey you know (that how they getting down) So what i'm soppose to do? keep 20 bodyguards And a large entourage, cause everybody's hard Sometimes i wonder what happen to love and respect All i see now is haterd and death [HOOK] See I don’t want to hold a grudge so I cruise fast in my Cadillac My momma would be so disgusted if she knew the way these grown folks stack See I won’t let them cram my style no and I won’t let them hold me down no Tell her that I’m ok tell her that imma make a way somehow

The Greatest Pac-Man Victory In History

AESOP ROCK "Bazooka Tooth"
[Chorus] Get up to get down now Get up to get down now (like this) Get up to get down now (like this) Get up to get down now (alright) I don't wanna do it anymore Couldn't do it if I tried, wouldn't do it if I wanted it Hey I don't wanna do it anymore Couldn't do it if I tried... [Verse 1] Okay The moments were subtle but unstolen and guess who owns them No friendly, non-threatening corporate lacky mucks in the totem Lucy was in the sky with diamonds Five dollars to hold them The summer beneath these Pac-Man's with acid behind his molars Little white tab hollering, little white flag waggling Inorganic pat on back, trim the panic flat on backer Back to back like Mad Hatter magic Rabid mastif collaborative Splatter bachelor fabric fatter with Cabbage Patch lit (Dark days) Banded Louie-Louie (Park blades) Chemically bent-up but eager to crash for that one, two, three repeater Good morning Vietnam Whose couch is this, whose house is this, who are you down with bitch? I'm sorry, dog, I dreamt the foulest shit There was this rabid foot talismen drowning out of my armspan What's fouler was the other farmhands growing gills and shark fangs What's fouler was my torso stripped to ribbons in the marshlands But I'm up now Let's get this window pane and shut the fuck down Down by the river where the litter sits And lionheart critters smoke dope and act like illiterates I ran with a brat pack of loose bolts and high social maladjusties Sacred, numb, and boundless went to same proto called cookie Well, I was dummy to some when my tongue was cradled and my skin looks crazy Pocketbook mirror, courtesy Amy Spiders in the mattress, paisley sunglasses, dialing eyes green Ice grill that could burn through your picture-in-picture widescreen Poison late late show starring Aes and his jigsaw face Twelve hour solid gold entertainment Other shit to sell from other ships that sell they DD paper (Space Invader) This one's for the labor days worked for rent and rolling papers Only the illest beats leak asbsurdly out the boombox The daytripper anthem goes: "Wake. Drop. Walk to Aquarium." Whistle while you work like a canary lung All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy to carry drugs I sorta see it as my last flash summer Skateboards and sloppy psychedelics and big numbers Good times, good people All airbrushed on a collapsible easel Peace man, easy [Bridge] And I knew the permanancy would drift And I knew the ph balance wasn't right And I knew the crash and burn, how to caress it L.S.D. flashed the message And I knew the gash wasn't gonna stop bleeding And I knew the ph balance wasn't right And I knew how September would then affect it L.S.D. [Verse 2] Lazy summer days Like some decrepit landshark dumbluck squad dog lurks sicker, deluded Last sturdy domino leans secluded Don't let stupid delusions lesson super-duty labor students Dragnet lifer solutions Daddy loves sloppy dimensions like son-daughter links Such determinated leopards, successfully disshelved Little soliders developed like serpents despite life sentence ducking lemmings Some don't like sobriety's dirty lenses Some do let sleeping dogs lie still Don't look so damn lackluster Suck defeat Love some damage, load sample delete Late Show, Dave Letterman, shitty diner lip-slide dutch Low self-discipline leader seek that lung self-destruct Life sucks dickhead Lost summer's display laminate showcasing divinity Live system definitive Liturgy soaked the pig lowly, spectactular delight Why, what kind of L.S.D. you like? Your lizard king has spoken (all hail) You in the back, get them up, those trails are necessarily bumped (Summertime) Some'll try and recapture the same flag But I played it smart and recognized the summertime passed [Chorus]

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