Games Were Fun Chumbawamba

Games Were Fun How come all the best athletes Had the poshest kits While the slow, fat, thin, and spotty ones Had shorts that didn't fit?

The Fun In Games Chumbawamba

The Fun In Games The little leagues, the spare-time sports Works teams and pub teams Sandwiches for the darts competition Oranges at half time Spare time tennis, scrambling on fields Hustle and

I'm Not Sorry, I Was Having Fun Chumbawamba

By the time I got to Woodstock It was going up in flames In June under a silvery moon Why do all your songs turn out the same?

We Don't Go To God's House Anymore Chumbawamba

And this is where the serious fun begins.'

Not Sport Chumbawamba

Not Sport Birds strung on barbed wire hanging in the sun Grouse moors trampled to the crack of guns Greyhounds snapping at a hare on the run Corpse of a fox when the day is done It's killing for

The Tennis Racket Chumbawamba

The Tennis Racket Sat with strawberries and cream Listening to all the players scream From right to left and left to right "The ball was in!" "No, it was out!"

P.E. Chumbawamba

The new games tutor was like any other teacher Same blatant ideology they're trying to install in you At every opportunity they'd press us to compete Taught to butt and how to kick and how to stamp

Drip, Drip, Drip Chumbawamba

Eat, sleep and crap For to prey on your needs Down a dark street In backwater Leeds I seen yer comin' Come in, lads! You seen the ad?

Drip Drip Drip (Country & Western Version) Chumbawamba

Drip Drip Drip (Country & Western Version) Eat, sleep, and crap For to prey on your needs Down a dark street Backwater Leeds I seen yer comin' Come in, lads! You seen the ad?

The Incompatibility of Sport and Cosmic Consciousn Chumbawamba

The Incompatibility of Sport and Cosmic Consciousness When I play cricket I'm the longest at the wicket I can jump and swim And I live in the gym But I can't come to terms With my existence as

Drip Drip Drip Chumbawamba

Eat, sleep and crap, for to prey on your needs Down a dark street, in backwater Leeds I seen yer comin', come in lads You seen the ads?

Changing Gears Chumbawamba

Changing Gears From the deepest to the highest Battling for the yellow vest Changing gears rapidly Ten seconds to change a wheel King of the Mountains Queen of the flats Sprinting for the line

Eddie The Eagle Chumbawamba

Eddie The Eagle Step by step Climbing to the top Eddie the Eagle The epitome of sport Not for the winning Or the advertising deals Not for the money or glory Just for taking part It's like

Irish Joke Chumbawamba

Irish Joke 'Have you heard the one about the Irishman?'

Look! No Strings! Chumbawamba

Look, no strings--just paper, glue, and card Hark, the angels sing 'Paste the Lord' That was the Armley tabernacle choir.

Fun & Games Barenaked Ladies

We sent in the army They sounded alarms we Saw it coming from a mile away. We kept it off radar Because we had to say our Intentions were to save the day. Why did you fail to see?

Fun & Games Caesars Palace

(verse 1) hey girl you feeling real uptight no fun & games for you this friday night your daddy says: "you might as well go to school" he pays the bills so don't you be no fool cause your a young

Jesus In Vegas Chumbawamba

We'll stop off, we'll buy some booze, and, uh, you'll bring it in and it's just incredible. The girls will be all over you.

Fun & Games Caesars

Hey girl you feeling real uptight no fun & games for you this friday night your daddy says: "you might as well go to school" he pays the bills so don't you be no fool 'cause you're a young girl and you're

Gobsmacked Chumbawamba

Gobsmacked Outside the pub Smack you in the gob Get four long years In Wormwood Scrubs Put me in a ring Fit me with gloves I get money and fame For doing what I love Smacking people in the

Homophobia Acapella (Live) Chumbawamba

Homophobia Acapella (Live) Up behind the bus stop in the toilets of the street There are traces of a killing on the floor beneath your feet Mixed in with the piss and beer are bloodstains on the

Jacobs Ladder Chumbawamba

Jacob's ladder Like rusty old nails At the bottom of the sea Telling no tales For the good of the Admiralty You jump when you're told to Through the open door And the King of Norway He's the

Jacob's Ladder Chumbawamba

Jacob's ladder Like rusty old nails At the bottom of the sea Telling no tales For the good of the Admiralty You jump when you're told to Through the open door And the King of Norway He's the man you all

The Wasteland Chumbawamba

The Wasteland Said the party to the ad-man We'll conjure up a gimmick The way to lead an ass Is with a carrot and a stick Dig down for minorities Promise them concessions Ride in on their backs

Fitzwilliam Chumbawamba

Fitzwilliam Smiles for the cameras as the miners return They say no one has lost and no one has gained But wiser and stronger the people have changed And it won't be the same in the village again

Younger Moralists Chumbawamba

Younger Moralists Here in the comfort of a favorite chair Or smugly from the tap room at the Whitehorse I can prove mathematically Just when and when not to take up arms When to fight and when

Groundhopping Chumbawamba

Groundhopping Another Sunday match again Another Merseyside clash again It's the 36th this season By my calculations That's when I made the decision To stay in the lower divisions Travelling

Tiananmen Square Chumbawamba

Tiananmen Square Heads bowed, eyes down, here comes the enemy To hail the people's victory! Which people? What victory?

Ah-men Chumbawamba

Ah-men A visionary pause in the cycle When she refused to buy or sell When the daughters of perfect wives Said there must be more sacrifice Needed more than symbolic change More than silent wasting

Celebration, Florida Chumbawamba

Celebration, Florida The good folks pull together It's July 4th forever Down in Celebration, Florida The neighbors bring you coffee And everyone's always happy Down in Celebration, Florida There's

Liberation Chumbawamba

Liberation There's always been a pattern of struggle and defeat Never that cycle incomplete Never enough to tip the scales Too many people rotting in jails Or bloodied on the battlefields The

School Team Chumbawamba

School Team I always wanted to play In the school football team But the coach said I wasn't fast enough I wasn't no good it seemed I used to watch them practice But I never got a game I went

Shipbuilding Chumbawamba

A new winter coat and shoes for the wife And a bicycle on the boy's birthday It's just a rumour that was spread around town By the women and children; soon we'll be shipbuilding Well, I ask you--the

In 2 Deep Jam Chumbawamba

In 2 Deep Jam Much of the general population recognizes that the organized institutions do not reflect their concerns or interests or needs They do not feel that they participate meaningfully in

Jos Chumbawamba

Jos Jos Naylor of Wasdale Greatest fell runner of our time Running the mountains And working the farm Cutting the bracken Constructing walls Studded farm boots Attacking the fells Then one

Homophobia (Sisters Mix) Chumbawamba

Homophobia (Sisters Mix) Up behind the bus stop in the toilets of the street There are traces of a killing on the floor beneath your feet Mixed in with the piss and beer are bloodstains on the floor

The Birmingham Six Chumbawamba

The Birmingham Six Birmingham, 1974, there occurred a bloody murder Twenty-one people killed by bombs, Britain reeled in horror Within three hours the British State found the first available scapegoats

Lying In The Dirt Chumbawamba

Lying In The Dirt Chapt.

Seoul Music Chumbawamba

Seoul Music There'll be new events in Seoul '88 Throwing the molotov and the hundred meter loot Hurdling over barricades putting the brick Vaulting over riot cops in the peoples Olympics The people

I'm In Trouble Again Chumbawamba

C'mon Norman rockwell come on in Hang your dirty coat on the door Don't you worry 'bout the cops downstairs They're just digging up the cellar floor I'm in trouble again I'm in trouble again I'm in trouble

Piggies In Revolution 9 Chumbawamba

Piggies In Revolution 9 Have you seen the little piggies crawling in the dirt?

Shock! Horror! Chumbawamba

with the Daily Mirror 'The Facts Not The Fiction' boasts The Star The fact is that attacks on Asians and Blacks By people who read this racist crap Are higher than ever before --But you won't find

The Candidates Find Common Ground Chumbawamba

lots of little bosses But someone in control, of course, either way there must be someone giving orders (Chorus) A toast to democracy The prison guard of this society Sides in the voting game Disappear

Homophobia Chumbawamba

Homophobia Ta, a song about how brilliant and how powerful deviant sexuality is Up behind the bus stop in the toilets of the street There are traces of a killing on the floor beneath your feet

Tubby Barlow Chumbawamba

in Tubby's consumed by the urge to win Four are greased lightning, one is lard But Tubby's determined not to be left behind Ten years of being pushed around flash before his eyes Alone in the schoolyard

Jack Horner Chumbawamba

Jack Horner You see who's over there in the corner? Little Jack Horner, sat in a corner... I say, I say, I say Why'd Jack Horner sit in the corner?

How To Get Your Band On Television Chumbawamba

supply and demand And I make the demands around here Product sells, people die Same manipulation wrapped in lies Give a little money and play your rock and roll The biggest prizes to the biggest fools

All Mixed Up Chumbawamba

All Mixed Up Sitting on the shelf when someone called my number With a template in one hand, scissors in the other 'What lump of clay is this?'

Awake Chumbawamba

Awake There isn't any light at the end of the tunnel Open your eyes, go and have a look There isn't any light at the end of the tunnel If you open our eyes, you might get a surprise It's all staring

All In Vain Chumbawamba

"I wish, I wish, I wish, I wish (Repeats) But it's all in vain" (Repeats) Different colors, different faces Different schools in different places Scour the morning papers, all in vain Evening