Give me back my sense of fun
Give me back the rights we’ve won
Give me back the clothes I wore
Give us back, peace, not war
When the bombs were dropping all around
We can still, make a beautiful sound
We can dance and we can sing
Who we are is a beautiful thing
It’s a beautiful thing
So give me back my sense of fun
Give me back the rights we’ve won
Give you back my uniform
Give us back, peace, not war
Daily Lyrics
Headaches and heartaches
Go together like codeine and pain
Go together like driving me insane
Take the medicine and get some sleep
You’ll feel right good In the morning
People are way too happy
That’s okay Just be yourself
If you’re not happy, tell me why
I’ll help you through another day
In another time and place
Confusion rains down like sparks
From the fire burning up
Flying higher and higher and higher
This is me and where are you
Still standing at the bus stop
Waiting, waiting for something
Anything, to brighten up your full stop
Life’s a punctuation mark
To those who cannot read
Express yourself to light the spark
Torch light beam
Cuts through the night
So sing a song a solo cry
A little bird can fly so high
This is where we want to be
This is you and you are me
Light the dark
Fuck the politicians
And their institutions
Fuck all their religions
And their superstitions
Give us back our babies
Give us back our land
We’re digging up graves
Out on sinking sands
Stolen marble
Built on silver and gold
Taken from our mothers fingertips
Behind the blinds we watch them sold
Fuck the education
Teaching us to slave
Fuck all the taxation
From the cradle to the grave
Put us in our boxes
A circle never squared
The streets are talking dirty
Elites are never scared
Fuck the judiciary
The fourth state and your friends
Fuck the military
For who do you defend
Golden Circle
Golden sky
Secret handshake
Blink of an eye
With systems
With beliefs
What’s to learn
Killer be killed
To die on your own sword
Flesh onto flesh
To split apart the cord
Hanging like hair
Strawberry blonde
And sun bleached strands
Waiting to fall
Like a lover’s arms
Across her shoulders
And filtered through your fingers
Where now her perfume lingers
Nothing about you, is new
Everything about you, is true
Skin like coffee caramel
Eyes so wide you fall in
Shape so perfectly and moved
Moving to the music
Like a puma through the jungle
I can’t find you anymore
I’ve lost you to the fear
Losing is a habit
I’ve made when you aren’t here
So come on now
Take a chance
Let the music move you
Let your body dance
Getting to where we want to be
Doing the things we said we would
Living well is a good defence
Changing you is understood
You’ve been hiding in the coal shed
Too afraid of the sunlight
And there’s not much light in Manchester
Just enough to feel it’s right
Come on, boy
Open up, open up
Let yourself go
Don’t act tuff, boy
L O V E is not a dirty word
To afraid to touch her hand
Her perfume sent from heaven
Still trying to make her laugh
And gently get her home by 11
Top of the bus looking down now
Beer soaked chatter smoke filled air
There’s always a fight, to break up
There’s always time for one little kiss
Walking home now open up
Open up, boy
Let yourself go, boy
Don’t act tuff, boy
L O V E is not a dirty word
Saturday night run
Let’s take the back roads
No one knows but us
Find a little shelter to satisfy our lust
Kick up some dust
Horses make us wild
Take us to the new
Unseen lands of beauty
Unknown skies of blue
And this is all we are
Heaven, Earth and soul
This is all we are
Together we are one
Light a big fire
To warm us from the chill
Listening to the river
Our hearts are beating still
You said we live too fast
Working all those hours
Stop and breathe and look
Get back and soak it up
Blankets on the ground
Sunlight filters through
Branches bending down
gentle warmth
Awakens you
He’s looking old
Still happy to live
To fight another day
To play one more game
Tell a stupid joke
A story from before
One colour TV
Was a luxury
And smoking was so cool
It’s an age old story
Circles in circles
Running us blind
History behind
Future is fearful
Our children are wilful
Taking a stand
To do things right
Not afraid of the fight
not afraid of the flight
Where are the words
Of comfort now, come on.
It’s not too hard to show
When you never learned how
It’s not a way for any man to grow
There’s always sadness
And seriousness
So where’s the fun?
No laughter or happiness
Or comedy of errors
Haven’t you heard
My daddy’s a nerd
He thinks he’s so cool
Like a teenage fool
He brings me to school
To make sure I go
I walk right through
Hey, now it’s over
The dream is over
We tried to make it through
Now I can’t look at you
Crystal Glass and neon lights
Mystical ass and diva ice
Take me home put me to bed
Don’t wanna be alone was what she said
Powdered nose and ladies nights
Physical pulls and radiant white
You took me home
You’re in my head
Now I’m alone
She’s in someone else’s bed
I’m gonna drive, just drive
Slam the pedal feel the throttle
Damn the Bedlam
STHwig the bottle
I’m gonna drive until I die
Feeling alive, just alive
Classic mover
Old school shaker
Jurassic cruiser
Blackheart breaker
One look
I’m gone
Unspoken
Not said
Done smoking
Done smoking
Done warm blood
I will be and you,
You will be
Everything can tear us apart
Nothing is left just a spark
Standing under the tower
Waiting patiently for the hour
When you will stand beside me
And let me touch your hand
Speak softly and confide in me
Now we’re moving to the band
Everything can tear us apart
If there’s nothing left but half a heart
If all there is is just a spark
Relight the fire
God loves a trier
Witness to the higher
If it’s what you sell I’m a buyer
Stay tight
Strangely waiting for a change
Things can be fast as cars
Days move like classic cars
Full of elegance not too fast
Full of memories
Past and present
Dreams we have
Of making it
Being like the rich men
Everything changed when you called my name
Escaping these cages so I can be saved
Opened up and out in the air
It’s a beautiful sight to be free of fear
Fall back in my arms
I’ll catch you
I am strong
Fall back in my world
It’s so good to feel young again
Through all of these stages
We live and play the game
Turning our faces
Running away like a train
In Stephen’s Green
By the playground gate
I kissed you first
But you made me wait
Your mother said
I was BB scum
You couldn’t help yourself
You had to have the ruffian one
I was polite and played the game
Your eyes made me see, only you
Cleopatra and Liz Taylor
got nothing on you, Hell that’s true
The DJ played big in Japan
Dressed in white
Your skin so bright
Or was I just blinded by the neon lights, And dried ice