Irish blood English heart, This I'm made off, There is no one on earth I'm afraid of, And no regime can buy or sell me I've been dreaming of a time when, To be English is not to be baneful, ...

Irish blood English heart, This I'm made off, There is no one on earth I'm afraid of, And no regime can buy or sell me I've been dreaming of a time when, To be English is not to be baneful, ...

Irish blood, English heart, this I'm made of There is no one on earth I'm afraid of And no regime can buy or sell me I've been dreaming of a time when To be English is not to be baneful To be stan...

ere are lessons for the lonely ...That's when I think of you ...e a flower baked in the sun ...tacky little ode in the corner of my mind ...Maybe Preston in the winter ...Drinking in the night, the cold English night ...There's a lesson in the blood ...The cold English blood

Ol' English (la-lala-la-la-la-l...hronic drinkin' Ol' English ...Ol' English (la-lala-la-la-la-l...R.I.P. tats in Ol' English Westside 'til I die...ourin' out that Ol' English (la-la la-la-la-la-...Once upon a time in the projects yo ...Drove the Impala on his lap t...Used to let me kill the corner of his 40-ounce bottle...On the weekend him and my pops flashed the 'Vette ...It's blood in blood out and ain't no tu...and we moved across the tracks ...I was the first nigga wit' a Starter jacket on the block ... model cars and let the motherfuckers hop ...Let me collect the 40-ounce bottles in the dope spot ...And that's the day my life changed...f that Chronic from the Doc ...in Compton sold out the day Eazy dropped ...I got a lot of dead homies some blood some crip ...tchin' that "Boyz N The Hood" shit ...red rag hangin' out of my jeans? ... twenty funerals by the age of nineteen ...Quit the team 'cause I rather shoot rock wit' the fiends ...t and thought about the time ...Ol' English

Ol' English (la-lala-la-la-la-l...hronic drinkin' Ol' English...Ol' English (la-lala-la-la-la-l...R.I.P. tats in Ol' English Westside 'til I die...ourin' out that Ol' English (la-la la-la-la-la-...Once upon a time in the projects yo...Drove the Impala on his lap t...Used to let me kill the corner of his 40-ounce bottle...On the weekend him and my pops flashed the 'Vette...It's blood in blood out and ain't no tu...and we moved across the tracks...I was the first nigga wit' a Starter jacket on the block... model cars and let the motherfuckers hop...Let me collect the 40-ounce bottles in the dope spot...And that's the day my life changed...f that Chronic from the Doc...in Compton sold out the day Eazy dropped...I got a lot of dead homies some blood some crip...tchin' that "Boyz N The Hood" shit...red rag hangin' out of my jeans?... twenty funerals by the age of nineteen...Quit the team 'cause I rather shoot rock wit' the fiends...t and thought about the time...Ol' English

Irish blood English heart, ...I've been dreaming of a time when, ...To be English is not to be banefu...To be standing by the flag, not feeling s...Irish blood English heart, ... will die with both of my hands untied ...I've been dreaming of a time when, ...The English are sick to death of Labor, and Tories, ...And spit upon the name Oliver Cromwel

Irish blood English heart, ...I've been dreaming of a time when, ...To be English is not to be banefu...To be standing by the flag, not feeling s...Irish blood English heart, ... will die with both of my hands untied ...I've been dreaming of a time when, ...The English are sick to death of Labour, and Tories,...And spit upon the name Oliver Cromwel

Irish blood, English heart, this I'm made of...on earth I'm afraid of...I've been dreaming of a time when...To be English is not to be banefu...To be standing by the flag not feeling sh...Irish blood, English heart, this I'm made of...on earth I'm afraid of... will die with both of my hands untied...I've been dreaming of a time when...The English are sick to death of Labor, and Tories...And spit upon the name Oliver Cromwel

Irish blood English heart, ...I've been dreaming of a time when, ...To be English is not to be banefu...To be standing by the flag, not feeling s...Irish blood English heart, ... will die with both of my hands untied ...I've been dreaming of a time when, ...The English are sick to death of Labor, and Tories, ...And spit upon the name Oliver Cromwel

Trying to think of you...The English are waiting...The English are waiting...I'm the new blue blood, I'm the great white hope...I'm the new blue blood...ed to be carried in the arms of cheerleaders...I'm the new blue blood, I'm the great white hope...I'm the new blue blood...ed to be carried in the arms of cheerleaders...I'm the new blue blood, I'm the great white hope...I'm the new blue blood

I come from the land of the Wessex downs...From the Hampshire hills nea...In the country where the soft South rivers f...To English channel I roam, thi...And the traveling day is do...ney I was lonely on the road, ...Hanging outside at the back of a death metal show...Who'd of thought that a Fren...rl could capture an English boy...She comes from the channels of a distant shore...From the land of revolution and of Agincourt...From the Kings blood stain on a tricolou...And the culture a little to...For an English boy like me...She doesn't know the Island I grew up up...The valleys and the hills that I've roa...She was the prettier at the show...all that she thinks of me, and she kissed ...Across of sea I'm singing for the hope ...en you're lonely on the road, ...Hanging outside at the back of the country show...To the hills that I know...o take you home, to the places I go...And that's the way that a French k...From an English boy can capture a P

There were three of us always...The thrill of the bullring...There was blood on the bell-pull...In the hot hotel...The middle of the world...Two middle-class English boys...And a middle-class English girl...But in the Hotel Marquis de Sa...In the middle of a single bed...The beast with three ba...The beast with three ba...The beast with three ba...The table is set...And I love the stains on the ceiling...And pump like the sea...The middle of the world...Two middle-class English boys...And a middle-class English girl...But in the Hotel Marquis de Sa...In the middle of a single bed...The beast with three ba...The beast with three ba...The beast with three ba..."Who is the third who walks alw...hen I look ahead up the white road... But who is that on the other side of you?"

just a wee bit from the town, ...To the Highlands I was bound to view the haughs of Cromdale ...red at him what was the news ...Says he: "The Highland army rues ...ir, every man, when the English host upon us came ...tle then began upon the haughs of Cromdale ...The English horse they were so ...r hoofs in Highland blood ...o boldly stood upon the haughs of Cromdale" ...onger stay for over the hills we came away ...d sore we do lament the day that ever we ca...Thus the great Montrose did say: " Highland man, show me the way! ...For I will over the hills this day and I'll view the haughs of Cromdale" ... twenty thousand on the plain ...Thus the great Montrose did say: "Highland man, show me the way! ...For I will over the hills this day and I'll view the haughs of Cromdale" ...ner, every man when the great Montrose upon...tle then began upon the haughs of Cromdale ...The Grant, Mackenzie an...most valiantly upon the haughs Of Cromdale ...The McDonalds they returned again, the Camerons did their ... a bloody game upon the haughs Of Cromdale ...The MacGregors fought l...ke loyal souls upon the haughs Of Cromdale ...Can't stand the clashing of the swords upon the haughs of Cromdale ...Every night I see the dead, the corpses still insid...find no peace cause blood was shed ...There on the haughs of Cromdale"

Alot of people around here lost the white in their eyes...See the lust inside your heart, so why do you go and touch the sky?...Draft did you leave the door open it might ...I wish the barmaid shut...Scream by the desperate divided c...Money in the jukebox rocks all n...Everyone drinks in the corner, right...ryone knows hes a C blood type...Alot of people around here lost the white in their eyes...See the lust inside your heart, I don't want to touch the sky...ot that I care it's the only use to me...Who made the sun turn to stormy ...Who made the suns turn to stormy...Alot of people around here lost the white in their eyes...See the lust inside your heart, I don't want to touch the sky...An English man in every coward... kinda impressed by the way she dressed...One of the ones that the boys devoured...There's an English man in every coward...I got money in the jukebox rocks all n...Everyone drinks in the corner, right...yone knows he's a C blood type...Alot of people around here lost the whites in their eye...See the lust inside your heart I don't want to touch the sky

ACE IS COVERED WITH BLOOD...(GIVE ME THE THROES OF DEATH)...(GIVE ME THE THROES OF DEATH)...ace is covered with blood. ...The first dream is begi..., covered with blue blood.)...(Give me throws of death.) ...Tears melt in blue blood.

See the brave toreador ...Off the crowd as they roar....To the everyday lives of the ...This barbarous blood thirsty game. ...cturesque dwellings the aristo-classes ...Spill blood that's not claret f...Hot on the scent ...This barbarous blood thirsty game. ...If courage is the one thing ...ds won't wash clean of the blood they have spilt. ...What measure of madness makes you a...s bastards I'm sick of your crap ...id when it's you in the trap. ...This barbarous blood thirsty game.

1692, the 29th of May...Sir "Tourville", the admiral, his fleet ... fight, they attack the British line... brave, heading for the fight...It pets the British men to grave, cruising through the tide...The veil of night obscures the sea, the tables getting turn...Cannons speak the fatal words, the language of death...Death and blood, the fatal rub...ire round by round, the smell of acred smoke...Cannons speak the fatal words, the language of death...Death and blood, the fatal rub..." they try to flee, the battle's raging har...Balls of lead rushing the sea, hit the hull windward...The English-man hard on their t...A heavy round, the coupe de grace, tea...The powder in the storage room, litte... a giant boom, tear the decks apart...The blood spills of the scupperholes, the sea is turning red...toll, no burial for the dead...Cannons speak the fatal words, the language of death...Death and blood, the fatal rub...Death and blood, the fatal rub