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  • The Dubliners – The Comical Genius lyrics

    O a comical genius was thinking one day
    How he’d jack up his job and receive handy pay
    He did not like begging and work was too hard
    So he got a bright notion to join up the guard
    Diddly-i-dum diidly-i-dum diddly-i-dum dum day

    Well he went up to Dublin, to the depot went in
    Got a new suit of blue as bright as new pins
    They drilt him, they drilt him, they drilt him so hard
    The old sergeant proclaimed him a full fledged guard
    Diddly-i-dum diidly-i-dum diddly-i-dum dum day

    He was stationed somewhere near the town of Athy
    On the roads of the district he kept a close eye
    The girls they admired him as all brassers do

    Fell in love with the guard and his new suit of blue
    Diddly-i-dum diidly-i-dum diddly-i-dum dum day

    Well the girls they would wink and they’d nod as he passed
    O but this city guard had his eye on one lass
    And this little cailín, she being a die-hard
    She made it quite clear that she wanted no guard
    Diddly-i-dum diidly-i-dum diddly-i-dum dum day

    Well one time while on duty on a cold winter’s night
    Sure he caught her out cycling without any light
    Where’s your light, miss? Says he; for an answer says she
    It’s next to me liver, where you’ll never be
    Diddly-i-dum diidly-i-dum diddly-i-dum dum day


  • Rangers Fc Loyal – Follow Follow lyrics

    Follow,follow,
    We will follow rangers,
    Up the falls,
    Derry walls,
    We will follow on,
    Dundee Hamilton,
    Fuck the pope and the Vatican,
    If they go to Dublin we will follow on,

    For there’s no a team like the Glasgow Rangers,
    No not one and there never shall be one,
    The fucking Celtic scum know about their problems,
    We will fight till the day is done,
    Cause there’s no a team like the Glasgow rangers,
    No not one and there never shall be one


  • Tinie Tempah – Bounce

    Shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake
    Shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake
    Shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake
    Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump
    Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump
    Yeah
    Yeah
    Yeah
    Yeah
    Yeah
    Eenie meanie minie
    Thank God it’s Friday
    Please don’t ask me for my ID
    If I’m in your iTunes library
    Got my own book in my library
    My mansion is so tidy
    But my neighbours hate my mistress cause she never wear no nightie
    I go Claridges to do high tea
    Jordans on like Spike Lee
    I’m high end, you’re high street
    Swagger jacking my stylee
    When I was a kid I used to save up for my Nike’s
    Now all these little kids is try’na save up for my Nike’s
    Go
    Shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake
    Shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake,
    Tamborine
    Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump
    Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump
    Trampoline
    Shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake
    Shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake,
    Tamborine
    Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump
    Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump
    Trampoline
    Sharing clothes, that’s trampy
    Splitting bills, that’s trampy
    All this hanky panky, now her hand prints on my Banksy
    I’m just strictly speaking, Anne Frankly (yeah)
    All my girls is fancy
    In a white Ferrari Spider
    Rolling with Anansi, Diplo to disco
    She sniff, woah
    She gwan like she Ri Ri
    Wine to Calypso
    She ask me if I’m single
    I said "Maybe, I think so
    I can’t concentrate, when that thong’s on like Sisqo"
    Shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake
    Shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake,
    Tamborine
    Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump
    Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump
    Trampoline
    Shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake
    Shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake,
    Tamborine
    Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump
    Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump
    First of all I’m swagging
    Two girls with me so I’m bragging
    So much money in my pocket
    My pants might be saggy
    My car might be tinted
    My weed might be scented
    My girl might be bow legged
    Her friend might be wetter
    Gold Roley on when I perform
    Ring ring, mobile phone
    The way it’s going on
    It must be on
    Till the break of dawn, party like rock stars
    We don’t stop till we see them fucking cop cars
    Shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake
    Tambourine
    Tan ’til her skin peel off, tangerine
    Then she vogue, then she vogue
    Agyness Deyn
    On your marks get set go (red, amber, green)
    Sydney, what’s going down
    New York, what’s going down
    LA, what’s going down
    Vegas, what’s going down
    Dublin, what’s going down
    Paris, what’s going down
    Lagos, what’s going down
    Oslo, what’s going down
    Toronto, what’s going down
    Stockholm, what’s going down
    Berlin, what’s going down
    Johannesburg, what’s going down
    Tokyo, what’s going down
    Rio, what’s going down
    Beijing, what’s going down
    London, what’s going down
    Shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake
    Trampoline
    Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump
    Trampoline, trampoline


  • Jay-Z – Oh My God

    Pops sped off, left mom with a bundle of
    Joy of boys, smack dab in the jungle
    Took tunnel vision, but he would soon become a mogul but
    First he brought that crack back like a yo-yo though
    Don’t play with my yo-yo, loco niggas in the hood
    First niggas hating on me, its all good
    I’m buying things like my shit don’t stink
    Gucci links and Gucci gooses, watching too many movies
    Bullet proof this,
    Had some nerve like pulling toothes
    When you 16, coming through roofless
    Yea ya boy ruthless
    Like ice cube was
    Turn the whole city on I’m the new plug
    So if this is ya first time hearing this
    You about to experience
    Someone so cold
    A journey, seldom seamed the american dream
    From the bottom to the top of the globe
    They call me hov

    They coming for me, wanna see me fall
    They know my story, I been through it all
    Nights I felt like dying, but I ain’t crying
    What didn’t kill me, made me strong as I am
    I am, I am
    Oh my god, hov

    Now I’m knee deep in the concrete
    Like the streets made a quicksand that?s beyond deep
    I got a chemical romance, two left feet
    So now I dance with the devil please G.O.D.
    Save me from the black parade, release me
    My life like grand theft auto PSP
    I’m in the Volvo, puffin on the lala
    Ducking from the popo
    Every time I drive by, say hi to the bad guy
    All my mama friends be like,
    Would you just look at him"
    So sorry dear mama for your embarrassment
    But give me a couple years pray ill never sin again
    Got all these rapper dealers, trying to do me in
    And all these little rappers don’t know how prepared for them I am (I am)
    I’m feeling like the worlds against me, lord
    Call me crazy but strangely I love the odds

    They coming for me, wanna see me fall
    They know my story, I been through it all
    Nights I felt like dying, but I ain’t crying
    What didn’t kill me, made me strong as I am
    I am, I am
    Oh my god, hov

    Now these baby ballers, toy rappers
    Calling out my name to bring the boy backwards
    Shooting air balls at the basket
    What you call money, I pay more in taxes
    I got crowned king down in Africa
    Out in Niger?, do you have any idea?
    Sold out shows, albums his whole career
    Jo-burg, Dublin, Tanzania
    Lunch with Mandella, dinner with Cavalli
    Still got time to get water out to everybody
    Everybody, fall back
    Y’all rapping, I’m reenacting
    CNN, you see it’s accurate
    ESPN, See me in action
    Monday nights, when the half is
    When you 10 years in, holla back then

    They coming for me, wanna see me fall
    They know my story, I been through it all
    Nights I felt like dying, but I ain’t crying
    What didn’t kill me, made me strong as I am
    I am, I am
    Oh my god, hov


  • Sinead O’Connor – The Foggy Dew lyrics

    ‘Twas down the glen one Easter morn
    To a city fair rode I.
    When Ireland’s line of marching men
    In squadrons passed me by.
    No pipe did hum, no battle drum
    Did sound it’s dread tattoo
    But the Angelus bell o’er the Liffey’s swell
    Rang out in the foggy dew.

    Right proudly high over Dublin town
    They hung out a flag of war.
    ‘Twas better to die ‘neath an Irish sky
    Than at Suvla or Sud el Bar.
    And from the plains of Royal Meath
    Strong men came hurrying through;
    While Brittania’s sons with their long-range guns
    Sailed in from the foggy dew.

    ‘Twas England bade our wild geese go
    That small nations might be free.
    Their lonely graves are by Suvla’s waves
    On the fringe of the grey North Sea.
    But had they died by Pearse’s side
    Or fought with Valera true,
    Their graves we’d keep where the Fenians sleep
    ‘Neath the hills of the foggy dew.

    The bravest fell, and the solemn bell
    Rang mournfully and clear
    For those who died that Eastertide
    In the springing of the year.
    And the world did gaze in deep amaze
    At those fearless men and true
    Who bore the fight that freedom’s light
    Might shine through the foggy dew.


  • Rejjie Snow – Pink Beetle letras

    [Intro]
    Our Father in heaven, hallowed be your name
    Your kingdom come, your will be done
    On earth as it is in heaven

    [Hook]
    Got my chariot waitin’
    You know I’m stayin’ alive
    We in Heaven or Hades
    You know I gotta survive
    Swing low, swing low
    Swing low, swing low
    Keep my feet above everything
    Yea, you know that I’m crazy
    Got my angels in full swing
    Yea, nothin’ can phase me
    Swing low, swing low
    Swing low, swing low
    And I-oooooh-yea
    And I-oooooh-yea

    [Verse 1: Rejjie Snow]
    All these niggas rappers
    Playin’ rappers, greatest actors
    Me, I kept it humble
    Me, I did it, this my greatest chapter
    Written here where bodies lay
    Remember fightin’ on display
    Zulu with the shackles
    Freein’ weapons be the up and keep
    You gon’ make me catch a body like them fuckin’ rappers do
    Or you gon’ make me have to make a record at that fuckin’ [?]
    You gon’ make me have to have these gold teeth and tattoos
    You gon’ make me have to crash Mercedes, so I’m beggin’ you
    Shut the ballin’ late in Dublin, purple fluid in my cup and
    Broken dreams and wet dreams, there’s alcohol inside my gut
    All you say is, “fuck me better”
    Chicken grease up on my sweater
    Fast food and bad mood’s equivalent of hardly better
    Yea, I keep my ‘fro intact
    Camel causin’ heart attacks, bitches on my fuckin’ lap
    Toe tags and handbags, the snap make my balls sack
    Portraits of my mama’s face, poppa knows I’m sayin’ grace
    This here be my only take

    [Hook]
    Got my chariot waitin’
    You know I’m stayin’ alive
    We in Heaven or Hades
    You know I gotta survive
    Swing low, swing low
    Swing low, swing low
    Keep my feet above everything
    Yea, you know that I’m crazy
    Got my angels in full swing
    Yea, nothin’ can phase me
    Swing low, swing low
    Swing low, swing low
    And I-oooooh-yea
    And I-oooooh-yea

    [Verse 2: Rejjie Snow]
    93 my born date
    It’s King [?]
    His penmanship will resonate and legacy deteriorate
    In such relay, yea
    [?], yea
    Just regulate, yea
    Try to educate, yea
    Will imitate, yea, yea, yea
    Two weak bricks for the low, you snake
    How dreams they came crashin’ in
    I was always born to win
    Crack heads in Dublin city
    Love me, keep me covenant
    Prayin’ to my lover-hoe
    She hold me down, I’m celibate
    Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah
    Now I’m prayin’, “hallelujah,” that I’m not the shooter
    Crashin’ up, that record spinnin’
    Way before this rappin’ winnin’
    Y’all was steady pluckin’ chickens
    Trophies in my mama’s kitchen
    Champagne and lovely women fortify my old soul
    Cause it’s doin’ numbers that I multiplied, I don’t know
    Every single record I be cryin’ at my old hoes
    Rejjie-this and Rejjie-that, you fuckin’ bitch, I hate y’all

    [Hook]
    Got my chariot waitin’
    You know I’m stayin’ alive
    We in Heaven or Hades
    You know I gotta survive
    Swing low, swing low
    Swing low, swing low
    Keep my feet above everything
    Yea, you know that I’m crazy
    Got my angels in full swing
    Yea, nothin’ can phase me
    Swing low, swing low
    Swing low, swing low
    And I-oooooh-yea
    And I-oooooh-yea