I am Cow

I am Cow [Arrogant Worms]

I am cow,
Hear me moo
I weigh twice as much as you
And i look good on the barbecue
Yogurt, curd, cream cheese and butters
Made from liquid from my udders
I am cow, i am cow,
Hear me moo (moo)

I am cow,
Eating grass
Methane gas comes out my ass
And out my muzzle when i belch
Oh, the ozone layer is thinner
From the outcome of my dinner
I am cow, i am cow,
I've got gas

I am cow,
Here i stand
Far and wide upon this land
And i am living everywhere
From b.c. to newfoundland
You can squeeze my teats by hand
I am cow, i am cow, i am cow i am cow, i am cow, i am cow!

The Green Fields of France

The Green Fields of France [Dropkick Murphys]
watch it on youtube: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZrQnnZJ68Xo

Well, how do you do, Private William McBride,
Do you mind if I sit down here by your graveside?
And rest for awhile in the warm summer sun,
I've been walking all day, and I'm nearly done.
And I see by your gravestone you were only 19
When you joined the glorious fallen in 1916,
Well, I hope you died quick and I hope you died clean
Or, Willie McBride, was it slow and obscene?

Did they Beat the drum slowly, did the play the pipes lowly?
Did the rifles fir o'er you as they lowered you down?
Did the bugles sound The Last Post in chorus?
Did the pipes play the Flowers of the Forest?

And did you leave a wife or a sweetheart behind
In some loyal heart is your memory enshrined?
And, though you died back in 1916,
To that loyal heart are you forever 19?
Or are you a stranger without even a name,
Forever enshrined behind some glass pane,
In an old photograph, torn and tattered and stained,
And fading to yellow in a brown leather frame?

The sun's shining down on these green fields of France;
The warm wind blows gently, and the red poppies dance.
The trenches have vanished long under the plow;
No gas and no barbed wire, no guns firing now.
But here in this graveyard that's still No Man's Land
The countless white crosses in mute witness stand
To man's blind indifference to his fellow man.
And a whole generation who were butchered and damned.

And I can't help but wonder, no Willie McBride,
Do all those who lie here know why they died?
Did you really believe them when they told you "The Cause?"
Did you really believe that this war would end wars?
Well the suffering, the sorrow, the glory, the shame
The killing, the dying, it was all done in vain,
For Willie McBride, it all happened again,
And again, and again, and again, and again.

New Orleans

New Orleans [Rancid]

Well i went south
With a case of survival
To amend my heart that's paper thin
You see i felt her words
And her images filed
I'm gonna carry my heart to new orleans
I have no home to go
So i wander awhile
From coast to coast
From sin to sin
From the coldest shores
To the warmest islands
Been around the world
Back to new orleans

Well she's got pride
Like a million lions
She's got a scar
On her velvet face
She's got a smile
Like a newborn child
She's got a walk,
A stoic grace

I never slept that night
Until my arrival
I romanticized a long embrace
You see i lost my tongue
And burned my bible
But made it back home to new orleans

Well she's got pride
Like a million lions
She's got a scar
On her velvet face
She's got a smile
Like a newborn child
She's got a walk
A stoic grace

Well i held my breath
And i swam for miles
When all was lost
And hell took place
You see it rained all night
And the city she flooded
It rained all night in new orleans

Yeah it rained all night in new orleans
Yeah it rained all night in new orleans
Yeah it rained all night in new orleans

Bass Culture

Bass Culture [Linton Kwesi Johnson]
(I know they are not complete)

muzik of blood
black reared
pain rooted
heart geared;

all tensed up
in the bubble and the bounce
an the leap an the weight-drop.

it is the beat of the heart,
this pulsing of blood
that is a bublin bass,
a bad bad beat
pushin gainst the wall
whey bar black blood

an is a whole heappa
passion a gather
like a frightful form
like a righteous harm
giving off wild like is madness

Aerials

Aerials [System of a Down]

Life is a waterfall,
we're one in the river,
and one again after the fall.

Swimming through the void
we hear the word,
we lose ourselves,
but we find it all...

Cause we are the ones that want to play,
always want to go,
but you never want to stay.

And we are the ones that want to choose,
always want to play,
but you never want to lose.

Aerials, in the sky,
when you lose small mind,
you free your life.

Life is a waterfall,
we drink from the river,
then we turn around and put up our walls.

Swimming through the void,
we hear the word,
we lose ourselves,
but we find it all...

Cause we are the ones that want to play,
always want to go,
but you never want to stay.

And we are the ones that want to choose,
always want to play,
but you never want to lose, ooooo.

Aerials, in the sky,
when you lose small mind,
you free your life.

Aerials, so up high,
when you free your eyes,
eternal prize.

Aerials, in the sky,
when you lose small mind,
you free your life.

Aerials,so up high,
when you free your eyes,
eternal prize

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