Lyrics

I went up to the church now
Knelt down and said a prayer
That God would send those clouds away
And send me luck from somewhere
Then I rumbled in my pocket
But I still found nothing there
A futile search for inspiration in a world that’s just not fair

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Give it up give it up now
Ooooohhh la la la la la la la la
Give it up give it up now
Ooooohhh la la la la la la la la

I tried my luck last Monday
And I went for one last bey
A triple-decker yankee
You know I’m not beaten yet
And stared up to that TV screen and I’m shoutin at that mare
And when her nose raced past the post
I jumped into the air

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Ballyhappy, Ballyhappy, Ballyhappiness

lyrics to "gangland" by mellow blue stuff -

(because drunken ad libbing produces moments of genius)

 When I was a kid
I had heroes
Dee was called the Monk, and the Viper and the General and the Westies
They were heroes
Heroes of renown

Gangland
Im makin this me home ground

You were wrong in saying a few years ago that that gangland killing was the last sting of a dying wasp

Little generals spoilin for a fight
Little generals, in their hand is a knife
Anto, Deco, Micko and Wayne
Redser and Tony are the boys who make ya feel the pain

Jump in, joyridin is me favourite pastime
A few hours of fun
Then we set it on fire

Gangland, do you fear to tread
Gangland, two shots in your head
Gangland, do you fear to tread
Gangland, two shots bang bang youre dead

I wish I had some money to put it in me pocket
Watch me empire takin off like a rocket
Im on a runaway train but I dont know how to stop it
I wish I had a key to open up me mind
To understand me thoughts
When Im lyin there at night
So I hide away and I follow the crowd

Gangland, two shots and your dead
Gangland, two shots in your head
Gangland, do you fear to tread
Gangland, dee run up to ya, two shots bang bang in your head

Sometimes I dont know what to think
Im on the edge Im on the brink
Sometimes I dont know
Just what to do
Sometimes I just lie back
And I think of you

Gangland, do you fear to tread
Gangland, two shots and youre dead
Gangland, do you fear to tread
Cop car comes up two shots and youre dead
Gangland, whatcha think deese guns are for
Gangland well its the long war!
Gangland, guns in me hand
Gangland, Im doin fuckin grand

Deco and Wayne, Anto
In Cushlawn Park
The boys in Cushlawn Park
West Tallaght
Jobstown too
The heart a tallaght
Its what we do
Jobstown, Killinarden, Springfield
Get the pints in tonight
Were goin up da Belgard
Were goin up da Belgard!

Two shots and yer dead

Gangland, do you fear to tread
Gangland, two shots and youre dead
Gangland, whatcha think deese guns in me hand are for
Gangland, were fightin in the long war
Gangland whatcha think deese guns in me hand are for
Do ya think theyre just here ta look nice?
Sittin on me mantelpiece
Ahh bud have ya got a bit a change there for the bus€¦..

Gangland eeehhh two shots two shots and yer dead
Gangland do you fear to tread two shots bang bang and yer dead
Youll get a screwdriver in yer BRAIN
And your parents standin there cryin in the RAIN

Gangland, Im livin in a hole
Gangland, I cant wait til I get me dole
Gangland, I’ll do it if I can
Gangland, I killed fifty man

Im on a runaway train but I just cant stop it
I wish I had a key, to open up me mind, to understand me thoughts

Gangland

I wish I had some money, to put it in me pocket
Bet on the horses and get a winnin docket

I’ll be first past the post
When it comes te admittance to hell

Gangland

Im dealin drugs here
And Im doin quite well
And Im not afraid ah dyin
And when I do, me parents they wont be cryin
Cos dee know its comin quite soon

This song is dedicated to the boys of West Tallaght
All the boys there
Fettercairn, Killinarden, Jobstown, Springfield

And now were goin down to the fuckin Belgard Inn
Champions league night on a Tuesday
UTD versus Sparta Prague
Then on to the playhouse...for a bitta action

“There are known knowns; there are things we know we know

We also know there are known unknowns; that is to say we know there are some things we do not know

But there are also unknown unknowns - the ones we don't know we don't know”

NO FUCKIN SHIT DON...

Some lives are more equal than others
Its great to be in a position to decide
Just who lives and just who dies
That feeling of power is like a sudden rush

If you say yes or you say no
It dont matter cos what we know
Is the only thing that matters to us
Well decide what comes and goes

Chorus:
We dont know what we know
We do know what we dont know
But we dont know what we know

Were big bad brother were the fatherland
We’ll change the world
Got a masterplan
Don’t approve of those foreign types
Were draped head to toe in the stars and stripes

‘Cos what we say is what we know
Don’t care who we offend
Friend or foe
Got our tongues in a twist
Got our brains in a jam
But you’re still gonna answer to uncle sam

Chorus:
We don’t know what we know
We do know what we don’t know
But we don’t know what we know

Drinkin too much Rumsfeld
And clouded by a bush
You know that someone had to go
When shove came to push


When I heard what was goin on
They thought I’d been drinkin
Or maybe I was smoking
Well whatever it was I don’t know
I may be thick but I wasn’t jokin

‘Cos what we say is what we mean
We’re gonna make those terrorists scream
And if you get hurt its your tough luck
Cos we don’t really give a fuck

Chorus:
We don’t know what we know
We do know what we don’t know
But we don’t know what we know

Drinkin’ too much Rumsfeld
And suckin’ too much bush
You know that Big Don had to go
When shove came to push

I’ve been so long talking shit to the press
That I nearly fooled myself
If this is fair and balanced I’d hate to see what’s bent
We’ll invade any country to get each last red cent

We’re diggin up the forest
We’re diggin up the sand
We’re plundering your riches
Every state and every land

WE DON’T KNOW WHAT WE KNOW

Fuckin Liar.....Heeeeeeyyyyyyy.....what you gonna say?

Do you swear that you’ve been true?

Before you speak...think it through

You’re ..talkin shite..and I don’t believe you!

Heeeeeeyyyyyyy.....what you gonna say......

You’re tellin’ all these lies

I can see it in your eyes

Why persist when I know the truth?

These are lies and I’ve got proof!

Heeeeeeyyyyyyy.....what you gonna say?

I like to see you make up all these silly lies

I like to break it up and say my last goodbyes

Liar, you liar, you liar etc.....

Heeeeeeyyyyyyy.....what you gonna say......

You liar, you liar (you LIE, you LIE) – AT SAME TIME

Outro:

Lie-de-lie etc etc

(phone rings)

Wolfie: Hello?

Katie: Hi Wolfie, it’s Katie

W: Staaarry Katie?

K: Yeah, look, I’m in trouble. Seriously like Wolfie, I’m in trouble.

W: S’up witcha?

K: Look, I need some coke...now

W: Alreeh, not a bodder. Come round...

Sniff Snifff

Oooooohhhhh myyyyy God

She played the game she took the risk

Now her home is underground

Goin’ down to Katie’s party

With a bottle of Bacardi

All the girls are there

And they’re gettin’ real high with the white line

She crossed the white line

She doesn’t care for romance

Wants your money not love

She took it all too far

And now she’s gone above

And when her boyfriend’s outta town

It gives her time to fool around

She crossed the white line...

Whatcha gonna do when it gets too much for you?

You’ve crossed the white line

Temptation took you too far

Chemicals give you a rush

But you’re biting off too much

And losin’ your mind

Goin’ down to Katie’s party

With a bottle of Bacardi

All the girls are there

And they’re gettin’ real high with the white lines

Katie in Krystle was coked off her face

Then the Wolfman came in and he got on the case and then (AAAAARRRGGGGGHHHHHHHH IN BACKGROUND)

Katy was dead she was coked off her face

Then the Wolfman came in and he fucked up the place

She wants to take you out

She wants to take your money

She wants to break you now

She knows that it’s a disease

She knows that I know

Don’t try to make it up to me

I can see it now

Just stay with me

She doesn’t care for romance

She wants your money not your love

Goin’ down to Katie’s party

With a bottle of Bacardi

All the girls are there

And they’re gettin’ real high with the white lines

She crossed the white line...

Goin’ down to Katie’s party

With a bottle of Bacardi

All the girls are there

And they’re gettin’ real high with the white line

She crossed the white line

She crossed the white line

She crossed the white line