Tag: England

Dave – Three Rivers Lyrics

[Intro]
Look

[Verse 1]
Imagine an island where the party never ends
Where it’s less about money and it’s more about friends
Where the vibes can’t done
It’s less about fundin’ and more about fun
Tropical sun, this life in the 60s comin’ from the Caribbean
You know Ian, Delroy, Vivian, Winston
Who got drafted to England
Windrush babies from Kingston to Brixton
To say they’re the life of the party, you’re wrong
My Jamaicans the entire party, you can’t see?
Big Notting Hill carni, you can’t see?
And the ride’s fiber glass, G, you wan’ see?
Imagine a place wherе you raise your kids
The only place you livе says you ain’t a Brit
They’re deportin’ our people and it makes me sick
‘Cause they was broken by the country that they came to fix
It’s like

[Interlude]
They came at the invitation of the British Government
Their passports were stacked indefinite leave to remain
But for some who were children then, that was a false promise
Thirty-seven years of paying taxes and I got a letter saying I was an illegal immigrant
I came here to England at the age of ten and I’ve lived here all my life

[Verse 2]
Look, imagine a world that’s flawed and full of evil
Where dictators and leaders are persecutin’ your people
The bodies of the innocence are pilin’ to the steeples
The ironic part is they’re preyin’ on the feeble
That’s life in the 90s, you’re Eastern European
And you’re seein’ people dyin’ ’cause they’re fightin’ for their freedom
They show you violence for havin’ a voice
You move out with your kids in hope of havin’ a choice
Life throws you a spanner, you can’t handle the pain
So you gamble and you drink and then you gamble again
You argue with your wife and then you sleep on the couch
You hit your children and start freezin’ ’em out
You try and work things out, but it’s never the same
All the women in your household are livin’ afraid
When you look into the mirror you’re reminded again
That you’ve become the dictator you were fightin’ against
It’s like

[Interlude]
We’re fightin’ for our rights, for our motherland
And then we – we – we are fighting for homes
We are fighting for our, our fa-

[Verse 3]
Look, imagine a world that’s fucked and untrue
Where the many pay a price for the few
And every day the sun rises a little later
That’s how it is when your oppressor is your liberator
That’s right now livin’ in the Middle East
Pray salah for the peace
Death from a sky littered with stars
You run away with your kids so you can give them a chance
But your asylum has got you in a different war
Because the British wanna know what you’re livin’ here for
We rely on migration more than ever before
They’re key workers, but they couldn’t even get in the door
When you’re at Heaven’s gates, what you tellin’ the Lord?
You wouldn’t even let a kid into some steadier shores
That’s a life they may never afford
Surely you would wanna give your people chances that were better than yours?
No?

[Interlude]
Ten years of conflict, and twelve-thousand children have been killed or injured
The children here are just a tiny fraction of the estimated six-million that are in need of emergency medical assistance
It’s thought perhaps as many as three-million are no longer living in their own homes
And up to two-million children no longer attending school
The opportunities of this generation have been changed forever by this conflict

[Outro: Daniel Kaluuya]
I went to silence when I need to who the, who the fuck I was, bro
Like, I won’t hear anyone else, shut everyone else out
So I could just hear myself, bro
You know what I’m sayin’?
Cause we live in this world, yeah
You stand still, the way the tides set up
It will take you away from yourself, you feel me?
So then I was like “Aight, cool”
But, I had to get silent, but it’s not like mans goin’ against the tide
‘Cause goin’ against the tide still makes it about them
Still makes it about the poison that you’ve internalized in your mind, you feel me?
It’s like “Bro, why am I in this water?”
Man, this water don’t even like me, it’s not even for me
It’s not takin’ me where I wanna go, it’s not takin’ me where I wanna go
It’s who the fuck I am, bro, you know I’m sayin’?
So the tide will tell me that bein’ black is an obstacle
See what I’m sayin’?
I had to, switch Rivers, bro
It’s like bein’ black is an asset
I am who I am because I’m black
And I love everything about it, you feel me?
And that’s who the fuck I am

Weebl – Realistic Football Badgers Lyrics

Play this song

Footy-footy-footy
Footy-footy-footy
Footy-footy-footy
Footy-footy-footy
England, England

A-footy-footy
Footy-footy-footy
Footy-footy-footy
Footy-footy-footy
England, England

A-footy-footy
Footy-footy-footy
Footy-footy-footy
Footy-footy-footy
England, England

A-footy-footy
Footy-footy-footy
Footy-footy-footy
Footy-footy-footy

No goal, no goal
Goal, there’s no goal
Look, there’s no goal
Let’s go by England, England, England
England, England, England
England, England, England
England, England, England
Football, Football

Weebl – Football Badgers Lyrics

Play this song

Footy-footy-footy
Footy-footy-footy
Footy-footy-footy
Footy-footy-footy
England, England

A-footy-footy
Footy-footy-footy
Footy-footy-footy
Footy-footy-footy
England, England

A-footy-footy
Footy-footy-footy
Footy-footy-footy
Footy-footy-footy
England, England

A-footy-footy
Footy-footy-footy
Footy-footy-footy
Footy-footy-footy
Football, Football

Goal, it’s a goal
Oh, it’s a goal
England, England, England
England, England, England
England, England, England
England, England, England
Football, Football

Bob Dylan – My Own Version of You Lyrics

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All through the summers, into January
I’ve been visiting mosques and monasteries
Looking for the necessary body parts
Limbs and livers and brains and hearts
I’ll bring someone to life, is what I wanna do
I’m gonna create my own version of you

Well, it must be the winter of my discontent
I wish you’d’ve taken me with you wherever you went
They talk all night and they talk all day
But not for a minute, do I believe anything they say
I’m gon’ bring someone to life, someone I’ve never seen
You know what I mean, you know exactly what I mean

I’ll take the scar-faced Pacino and the Godfather vandal
Mix it up and attack, and get a robot commander
If I do it all right and put the head on straight
I’ll be saved by the creature that I create
I’ll get blood from a cactus, gunpowder from ice
I don’t gamble with cards and I don’t shoot no dice
Can you look in my face with your sightless eyes?
Can you cross your heart and hope to die?
I’ll bring someone to life, someone for real
Someone who feels the way that I feel

I study Sanskrit and Arabic to improve my mind
I wanna do things for the benefit of all my my kind
I say to the willow tree, “Don’t wait for me”
I’m saying the hell with all things that used to be
Well, I’m get into trouble, then I hit the wall
No place to turn, no place at all
I’ll pick a number between a-one and two
And I ask myself, “What would Julius Caesar do?”
I’ll bring someone to life in more ways than one
Don’t matter how long it takes, it’ll be done when it’s done

I’m gon’ make you play the piano like Leon Russell
Like Liberace, like St. John the Apostle
I’ll play every number that I can play
I’ll see you maybe on Judgment Day
After midnight, if you still wanna meet
I’ll be in Black Horse Tavern on Armageddon Street
Two doors down, not that far a walk
I’ll hear your footsteps, you won’t have to knock
I’ll bring someone to life, balance the scales
I’m not gonna get involved in any insignificant details

You can bring it to St. Peter
You can bring it to Jerome
You can bring it all the way over
Bring it all the way home
Bring it to the corner where the children play
You can bring it to me on a silver tray
I’ll bring someone to life, spare no expense
Do it with decency and common sense

Can you tell me what it means, to be or not to be?
You won’t get away with fooling me
Can you help me walk that good land mile?
Can you give me the blessings of your smile?
I’ll bring someone to life, use all of my powers
Do it in the dark in the wee, small hours

I can see the history of the whole human race
It’s all right there, it’s carved into your face
Should I break it all down? Should I fall on my knees?
Is there light at the end of the tunnel, can you tell me please?
Stand over there by the cypress tree
Where the Trojan women and children were sold into slavery
Long before the first Crusade
Way back before England or America were made
Step right into the burning hell
Where some of the best-known enemies of mankind dwell
Mr. Freud with his dreams, Mr. Marx with his ax
See the raw hide lash rip the skin from their backs
Got the right spirit, you can feel it you can hear it
You’ve got what they call the immortal spirit
You can feel it all night, you can feel it in the morn
It creeps in your body, the day you were born
One strike of lightning is all that I need
And a blast of electricity that runs at top speed
Shimmy your ribs, I’ll stick in the knife
Gonna jump-start my creation to life
I wanna bring someone to life, turn back the years
Do it with laughter and do it with tears