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| 1. Cannonball (Words and music Torme/McCoy MCPS/Ceedee Music Copyright 2006 All Rights Reserved) Woke up this morning with a light in my head Hard wired to the mains was it something I said You give me all the good things that a man can hold Well I'm a real live wire and I don't know Too many questions going round in my brain Too much talking drive a man insane Shut up shut up oh what the heck Swingin' the lead right off a the deck Going down watch me fall Deeper down cannonball Going down I'm gonna break my neck Going down like a C C C C Cannonball You told me on a Monday I'm driving you mad Told me on a Tuesday I'm the best you had Told me on a Wednesday well it was love Told me on a Thursday you'd had enough I got a problem that I can't shake I got a shackle that I can't break I got a question that I don't dare ask Sliding out the window by the seat of my ass Going down watch me fall Deeper down cannonball Going down gonna break my neck Going down like a C C C C Cannonball Woke up this morning with a light in my head Hard wired to the mains well I must've been dead You giving me a headache that I can't cure And I'm bangin' off the walls and the ceiling and the floor Shut up shut up going round in my brain Too much talking drive a man insane You know I really need a panacea for my ills i gotta gotta gotta gotta....... Going down watch me fall Deeper down cannonball Going down gonna break my neck Going down like a C C C C Cannonball |
| 2. Rocky Road (Words and music Torme/McCoy MCPS/Ceedee Music Copyright 2006 All Rights Reserved) Born and raised by Liffeyside, But never settled down, Took me axe upon me back, And wandered town to town, With a liking for the women, The gargle and the crack, On the Rocky Road from Dublin Set me sails for foreign shores The fortune and the fame Headaches and strong alcohol The powders and the dames Picked up all the lingo Pure cockney and forked tongue On the Rocky Road from Dublin Hey, enough of your shite Buy me another pint Hey, i'm dyin' of thirst tonight Hey, what'd you say You haven't got a clue, On the Rocky Road from Dublin Could've been diggin' ditches Or carryin' the hod Down tunnels or on bridges Far from the eye of God Me I'm sitting pretty Playing my guitar On the Rocky Road from Dublin Oh mother dear I'm over here And I'm not coming back What keeps me here is the price of beer The women and the crack To tell the truth oul' england Damn near has me whacked On the Rocky Road from Dublin Hey, enough of your shite Buy me another pint Hey, i'm dyin' of thirst tonight Hey, what'd you say You haven't got a clue, On the Rocky Road from Dublin Rollin' down the glen At half a million miles an hour Just about to hit the ground No wheels on the car I hope God loves the Irish Or there's no way i'll be moved, From the Rocky Road from Dublin Hey, enough of your shite Buy me another pint Hey, i'm gaggin' of thirst tonight Hey, what'd you say You haven't got a clue, On the Rocky Road from Dublin |
| 3. Bitter & Twisted (Words and music Torme/McCoy MCPS/Ceedee Music Copyright 2006 All Rights Reserved) Jump in my car Gotta get away From the scene of the crime Down the lost highway Wheel keep rolling Spinning round I can't breath Till I get out of this town The rights and the wrongs Have all been listed I don't want to end up Bitter & twisted Too much too soon Too little too late Left me in In a hopeless state One too many drinks And one too many lies About how we lived And why it died The rights and the wrongs Have all been listed I don't want to end up Bitter & twisted But I got the pounding In my brain I'm bitter and twisted again Spit out my hate Lets talk about love Leave this behind We can rise above But I got the blood lust Pounding in my veins I'm bitter and twisted again Sweet Jesus and Buddha Guide me on my way I can't find Your path today Cause I got the blood lust Driving me insane I'm bitter and twisted again |
| 4. Can't Beat Rock'n'Roll (Words and music Torme/McCoy MCPS/Ceedee Music Copyright 2006 All Rights Reserved) You can bang your head Until you're dead Stick your mullet in the bass bin Realise the space you're in Livin' in a rabbit hutch Didn't like it all that much With the opium television To take the place of your religion But you can't beat, you can't beat rock'n'roll No you can't beat, you can't beat rock'n'roll Questions in the mosh pit What do their lordships think of it Better check inside a magazine To see if its gonna make the scene Just try to express yourself You can't be no-one else Buy the bullet shoot the gun Cause all we need is fun boy fun And you can't beat, you can't beat rock'n'roll No you can't beat, you can't beat rock You banged your head So now you're dead Take your brain out of the bass bin Look at the sad state its in Back home to your rabbit hutch Didn't cost you all that much With the opium television To take the place of your religion And you can't beat, you can't beat rock'n'roll No you can't beat, you can't beat rock'n'roll You can't beat, you can't beat rock'n'roll You can't beat, you can't beat rock'n'roll And that's all. |
| 5. Down To Here (Words and music Torme/McCoy MCPS/Ceedee Music Copyright 2006 All Rights Reserved) Wash the words Right off your face I'm coming down And I need some landing space Too much confusion To make sense anymore The truth and lies Just rolled right out the door And I been high Above the ground What goes up Must come down And I been high All things must end Flew too close to heaven Coming down to here again All my days Waiting for the sun Drowsy days When the sun don't come Petals from roses Rain down from on high Into beds of roses Always passed me by And I been high Above the ground What goes up Soon comes down And I been high All things must end Flew too close to heaven Coming down to here again Wash the words Right off your face I'm coming down And I need some landing space |
| 6. No Justice (Words and music Torme/McCoy MCPS/Ceedee Music Copyright 2006 All Rights Reserved) How long how long Must we try While our users and leaders and elders and wisers just feed us lies How long how long Must we wait While our elders and betters just suck us and bleed us They're all on the take Got to bite the hand that feeds Cause it don't give us what we need Ain't no justice That you get down here You can do what you like you can scream you can cry But the message is clear Tell me tell me What went wrong Gave 'em enough rope and the used it to choke us Its been much too long Tell me tell me Why should we wait Our masters are bastards that feed us with lies And they're all on the take Got to bite the hand that feeds Cause it don't give us what we need Ain't no justice That you get down here You can do what you like you can scream you can cry But the message is clear Tell me tell me What went wrong They put us on hold and said do what you're told And its been much too long Tell me tell me Why should we wait Fuck the procedures lets chop 'em to pieces And throw 'em away Ain't no justice That you get down here You can do what you like you can scream you can cry But the message is clear |
| 7. Miss The Buzz (Words and music Torme/McCoy MCPS/Ceedee Music Copyright 2006 All Rights Reserved) Gonna buy me a magic airplane Get the keys and jump inside Take it straight on down to your house If you say "wow" maybe we can start to fly Maybe grow up be a politician Break the rules and change the score Feed the world on rock'n'roll and Love and peace and put an end to war On the way back home from your house Trying to catch the buzz Tell me why it always rains when I'm thinking about us Gonna buy me some brand new shades and Knock 'em out as I roll by Leave 'em rocking in the aisles Kill 'em dead I won't have to try Got busted by the local fuzz with Banana skins for the kid next door Paid my dues and I done my time But if you want to stay high you're gonna need so much more On the way back home from your house Always miss the buzz Tell me why it always rains when I'm dreaming about us |
| 8. Longer Than Tomorrow (Words and music Torme/McCoy MCPS/Ceedee Music Copyright 2006 All Rights Reserved) Sun red sun beating down On the desert waste While the world is turning round And I'm losing my way How long must we run Under this sun red sun Until all time has passed And we're free at last And I will wait for you past tomorrow And I will wait past the break of day Longer than tomorrow What you reap and what you sow Lost in the mist of all you know Make no sense of what I see What should never be And I will wait for you past tomorrow And I will wait past the break of day Longer than tomorrow Days may come and days may go Washed away with all you know This bird whistles that bird sings While time's bell still rings What you reap and what you sow Washed away in the river flow While the pawns just stand and wait No gods left to play Longer than tomorrow |
| 9. Summerland (Words and music Torme/McCoy MCPS/Ceedee Music Copyright 2006 All Rights Reserved) In the summerland When the world was young We'd sing and play and waste the day Till the next one come Then the skies grew dark The clouds appeared And all my good friends flew away Left me standing here If I could fly Like the angels do I'd be long gone out of here Looking back at you Or jump a dragon ship Take the sea road Child of man born to cry Carrying the blood feud load Wash away the filth around me Make me clean Oh its been so long Spring it came and went And now the fields are gleaned Summer's almost gone And the world grew old But I stayed young It wore my face down tore my heart And cracked my tongue So what you gonna do Just stand alone Waiting for the hammer blow That breaks your bones |
| 11.Vincenzo (Words and music Torme/McCoy MCPS/Ceedee Music Copyright 2006 All Rights Reserved) Hey Ladies like to meet the sexy man Big erotico, G.S.O.H.N.M. Mr Omnipotenti, down from above Coming to your rescue on the bicycle of love The ladies get excited yeah they just can't wait For him to lean his bicyclista up against their gate Not much left to say, you got the story Vincenzo Della grande pumpo del' amore Back again, the full resurgimento Working hard to bring out the erotico contento The body is the temple, we aim to keep it fit Just so you can enjoy every little bit All replies discrete and confidential The romantic night with the enormous love potential Coming down the road in a blaze of glory Vincenzo Della grande pumpo del' amore Ah ha! There goes Signor Bianci Off for an evening of romantic hanky panky The skin tight shorts displaying to advantage The implement of love, enough to drive the ladies frantic This sexy man is going to set your pulses racing Sapoli popet, romance is there for the taking The evening of love it never will be boring With Vincenzo Della grande pumpo del' amore |
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