Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world.
No pasarán!
I would take the Northwest Passage
To find the hand of Franklin
Reaching for the Beaufort Sea
Tracing one warm line
Through a land so wild and savage
And make a Northwest Passage to the sea.....
I would take the Northwest Passage
To find the hand of Franklin
Reaching for the Beaufort Sea
Tracing one warm line
Through a land so wild and savage
And make a Northwest Passage to the sea.....
I miss her more than ever words can say
If I could just taste all of her wildness now
If I could hold her in my arms today
I wouldn't want her any other way....
I miss her more than ever words can say
If I could just taste all of her wildness now
If I could hold her in my arms today
I wouldn't want her any other way....
Remembering;
Frank, killed in 1917 just weeks before his 21st birthday
Arthur, killed in 1915 with no known grave
Charles, brother of Arthur, killed in Greece in 1917
Remembering;
Frank, killed in 1917 just weeks before his 21st birthday
Arthur, killed in 1915 with no known grave
Charles, brother of Arthur, killed in Greece in 1917
And all around my hat for a twelve-month and a day
And if anyone should ask me the reason why I'm wearing it
It's bloody business 'coz it's my fucking hat......
And all around my hat for a twelve-month and a day
And if anyone should ask me the reason why I'm wearing it
It's bloody business 'coz it's my fucking hat......
One was given to Erica, by his side.
One was given to Sandra, in the sun.
One was given to Mary, all night long.
But they were all of them deceived. Deep in the fires of Mount Doom, the Dark Lord Lou Bega forged a master mambo, Mambo No. 5...
One was given to Erica, by his side.
One was given to Sandra, in the sun.
One was given to Mary, all night long.
But they were all of them deceived. Deep in the fires of Mount Doom, the Dark Lord Lou Bega forged a master mambo, Mambo No. 5...
We can leave your friends behind
'Cause your friends don't dance and if they don't dance
Well, they're no friends of mine...
We can leave your friends behind
'Cause your friends don't dance and if they don't dance
Well, they're no friends of mine...
And the voices of the ghosts of Cable Street
Fists and stones and batons and the gun
With courage we shall beat those blackshirts down.
And the voices of the ghosts of Cable Street
Fists and stones and batons and the gun
With courage we shall beat those blackshirts down.
They're goin' through a tight wind
The kids are losin' their minds
Blitzkrieg Bop
They're pilin' in the back seat
They're generatin' steam heat
Pulsatin' to the back beat
Blitzkrieg Bop
They're goin' through a tight wind
The kids are losin' their minds
Blitzkrieg Bop
They're pilin' in the back seat
They're generatin' steam heat
Pulsatin' to the back beat
Blitzkrieg Bop
*gestures at everything*
*gestures at everything*
For sinkin' your sorrows and raisin' your joys!
For there's nothin' like whiskey to make maidens frisky
It soon separates all the men from the boys!
For sinkin' your sorrows and raisin' your joys!
For there's nothin' like whiskey to make maidens frisky
It soon separates all the men from the boys!
Who prophesize with your pen
And keep your eyes wide
The chance won't come again
And don't speak too soon
For the wheel's still in spin
And there's no tellin' who
That it's namin'
For the loser now
Will be later to win
For the times they are a-changin'...
Who prophesize with your pen
And keep your eyes wide
The chance won't come again
And don't speak too soon
For the wheel's still in spin
And there's no tellin' who
That it's namin'
For the loser now
Will be later to win
For the times they are a-changin'...
They're making a tasty meal of all the bosses and bureaucrats
They're taking over the boardrooms, and they're fat and full of pride and they all came out of the woodwork on the day the Nazi died....
They're making a tasty meal of all the bosses and bureaucrats
They're taking over the boardrooms, and they're fat and full of pride and they all came out of the woodwork on the day the Nazi died....