Chumbawamba

[fox69]

"I Did It For Alfie"

"I Did It For Alfie"



Rejoice, just rejoice at that news
This girl has got the midlife blues
She lost her favourite marble again
It rolled down the nearest drain

A swing to the right and she's under attack
Much-sought-after property, completely detached
Plunging at the neck and daring at the back
And everybody says she looks better like that

Everybody says she looks better like that
Everybody says she looks better like that
Everybody says she looks better like that
Everybody says she looks better like that

Rejoice, just rejoice at that news
This girl was split completely in two
Trevor, knock me down with a feather
In the United Kingdom of Whatever

With a clean-cut center parting and a bloodrush to the head
"You won't get any older, dear," is what the stylist said
It's elegant bold and striking, she'll never need a hat
And everybody says she looks better like that

Everybody says she looks better like that
Everybody says she looks better like that
Everybody says she looks better like that
Everybody says she looks better like that

Alfie, I did it for Alfie
Alfie, I did it for Alfie
Alfie, I did it for Alfie

 

[fox69]

"I Never Gave Up"

"I Never Gave Up"


[Shouting]
I want to hear some revolution out there!
[Chorus]
If you survive me
I Never gave up
Tell them this
I Never gave up
If you survive me
I Never gave up
Tell them this
Almost as if I were planning ahead
I drank, I ate, I made love
I learnt to snatch whatever I could
I never asked for pity and I never gave up
[Repeat chorus]
Twenty months I kept accounts
And in the end they'll balance out
Sometimes I vomit happy memories
Sometimes I laugh out loud just to crack my face
[Repeat chorus]
If I meet Hitler in the other place
I'll spit this precious soup in his face
And all my accounts will be settled, you see
'Cause Hitler never ever got the better of me
[Repeat chorus]
I never gave up, I never gave up
I crawled in the mud but I never gave up
Ta, we do say ta
What kind of terrorist are they?
An old school terrorist.
An old school terrorist? Forget it!
Ta
[Repeat]

 

[fox69]

"I Should Be So Lucky"

"I Should Be So Lucky"



Brown shirts don't make it
Brown shirts don't make it
Brown shirts don't make it
Brown shirts don't make it
Brown shirts don't make it
Brown shirts don't make it

With a little bit of luck (I bet, I bet)
With a little bit of luck (I bet, I bet)
With a little bit of luck (I bet, I bet)
With a little bit of luck (I bet you're wondering how I knew)

I'm not so brave and I'm not too crazy
And I'd rather be a coward than pushing up daisies
Never rocked the boat, never tipped the scales
Never got off the fence, never had that much to say
So when I get a leather glove across my face
I say 'yes sir, no sir, whatever you say, sir'
And when the Nazis stop me shouting 'get out your pass book'
I say 'yes sir, yes sir' I don't trust to luck
Who'd Adam and Eve it? They're rationing clothes
And where they find a molehill a mountain grows
So please, no pictures 'cause the snap you took
They'll take it as a sign, Jesus H Christ, just my luck

Brown shirts don't make it
Brown shirts don't make it
Brown shirts don't make it
Brown shirts don't make it

I'd stay at home and sit it out
But in a dirty world you need a launderette
Two short minutes
I look the other way
Some bastard robbed me blind
You can't trust anyone nowadays

I should be so lucky, lucky, lucky, lucky
I should be so lucky, lucky, lucky, lucky
I should be so lucky, lucky, lucky, lucky
I should be so lucky, lucky, lucky, lucky

I should be so lucky, lucky, lucky, lucky
I should be so lucky, lucky, lucky, lucky
I should be so lucky, lucky, lucky, lucky
I should be so lucky, lucky, lucky, lucky

I should be so lucky, lucky, lucky, lucky
I should be so lucky, lucky, lucky, lucky...

 

[fox69]

"I Want More"

"I Want More"


Blue-rinse sugar.
Wipe-clean couple.
Pinched last supper.
Counting pretty penny
John Betjeman.
Some dead liar.
Quiet pink picture.
Under heavy manners.

[BRIDGE]
This is Tearoom England.
They'll kick your face in
So politely.
This is Tearoom England.
They'll kick your face in
Oh so nicely.

[CHORUS]
I want more!
No hurry. (More!)
So sorry. (I want more!)
Don't worry. (More!)
So sorry (I want more!)

No hurry. (More!)
So sorry. (I want more!)
Don't worry. (More!)
So sorry. (I want more!)

Bite-size china.
Tea or tartar.
Lipstick traces.
Table set to bless
Sweet charity.
Lukewarm whisper.
Still-life platter.
Under heavy manners.

[BRIDGE]

[CHORUS]

(No Hurry.
So sorry.
Don't worry.) [x2]

[CHORUS]

No hurry.(More!)
So sorry.(I want more!)
Don't worry. (More!)
So sorry.(I want more!)

No hurry.(More!)
So sorry.(I want more!)
Don't worry.

More! I want more! [x4]

 

[fox69]

"I Wish That They'd Sack Me"

"I Wish That They'd Sack Me"



Six in the morning don't want to wake
Sun laying low and the world sleeping late
Hate like the river runs heavy and deep
Oh I wish that they'd sack me and leave me to sleep

Five days from seven the week's hardly mine
The alarm clock's gone over to enemy lines
Waste my time working for cowards and creeps
Oh I wish that they'd sack me and leave me to sleep

Rain strikes the window heralds the day
Rain won't you wash these eight hours away?
Rain feeds the river runs heavy and deep
Oh I wish that they'd sack me and leave me to sleep

Birds at my window sing in the dawn
By the time that I'm home all this day will be gone
Spend my life sowing what others will reap
Oh I wish that they'd sack me and leave me to sleep

Rain strikes the window heralds the day
Rain won't you wash these eight hours away?
Rain feeds the river runs heavy and deep
Oh I wish that they'd sack me and leave me to sleep

 

[fox69]

"I'm Coming Out"

"I'm Coming Out"



Ahh, let's kiss and make up
Ahh, Let's dig the grave up
Ahh, let's have a shake up
Ahh, let's kiss and make up
I'm coming out
I had a fling with Doris Day
I'm coming out
I almost got her in the family way
I'm coming out
I gotta see what the papers say
I'm coming out
All dressed up in drag inside a Gucci body bag
I'm coming out
Ahh, let's kiss and make up
I'm coming out
Ahh, Let's dig the grave up
I'm coming out
Ahh, let's have a shake up
I'm coming out
Ahh, let's kiss and make up
I'm coming out
My self denial couldn't get any worse
I'm coming out
First confession second verse
I'm coming out
I forget myself but I remember the... words
All dressed up in drag inside a Gucci body bag
I'm coming out
Ahh, let's kiss and make up
I'm coming out
Ahh, Let's dig the grave up
I'm coming out
Ahh, let's have a shake up
I'm coming out
Ahh, let's kiss and make up
I'm coming out
The sniffer dogs are comin' round my house again
The sniffer dogs are comin' round my house again
I'm coming out
Ahh, let's kiss and make up
I'm coming out
Ahh, Let's dig the grave up
I'm coming out
Ahh, let's have a shake up
I'm coming out
Ahh, let's kiss and make up
The sniffer dogs are comin' round my house again

 

[fox69]

"I'm In Trouble Again"

"I'm In Trouble Again"



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 again
Tried to be so squeaky clean but I'm in trouble again, oh yeah
I'm in trouble again
People say I'm nasty mean but I'm in trouble again, oh yeah
I'm in trouble again
I'm the girl from Stars In Their Eyes but I walked into a life of crime
Now I turn water into corporate pop, and Danbert is a friend of mine
I'm in trouble again
I'm in trouble again
I'm in trouble again
Tried to be so squeaky clean but I'm in trouble again, oh yeah
I'm in trouble again
People say I'm nasty mean but I'm in trouble again, oh yeah
I'm in trouble again
I got a plastic toy with my happy meal
I got a plastic toy with my happy meal
I got a plastic toy with my happy meal
I feel sick
C'mon
Tried to be so squeaky clean but I'm in trouble again, oh yeah
I'm in trouble again
People say I'm nasty mean but I'm in trouble again, oh yeah
I'm in trouble again
Tried to be so squeaky clean but I'm in trouble again, oh yeah
I'm in trouble again
People say I'm nasty mean but I'm in trouble again, oh yeah
I'm in trouble again
Harry, tomorrow we sit together and discuss the timing

 

[fox69]

"I'm Not Sorry, I Was Having Fun"

"I'm Not Sorry, I Was Having Fun"



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?
Got got got got, not got
Got got got got, not got
Got got got got, not got
Got got got got, not got
I'm not sorry
I was having fun
I'm not sorry
I got that old time religion
Where we still don't cross the picket lines
You got Rush Limbaugh on your side
But I got Ricky Tomlinson on mine
Got got got got, not got
Got got got got, not got
Got got got got, not got
Got got got got, not got
I'm not sorry
I was having fun
I'm not sorry
Got got got got, not got
Got got got got, not got
Got got got got, not got
Got got got got, not got
I'm not sorry
I was having fun
I'm not sorry
"Now since this, uh, single was a great hit all over the world you must have earned a lot of money and we were wondering how being an anarchist and, um, being a rich man get along together?"

 

[fox69]

"I'm With Stupid"

"I'm With Stupid"


Stupid, stupid, stupid... [repeats]
Guess what? I'm with stupid
Guess what? 'Cause I'm with you
Guess what? I'm with stupid
Guess what? 'Cause I'm with you
Another white boy band
They're happy on demand
Everything is planned
Until the singer gets a habit
Guess what?
Guess what? This could get to be a habit
Guess what?
Guess what? This could get to be a habit
Guess what? I'm with stupid
Guess what? 'Cause I'm with you
Guess what? I'm with stupid
Guess what? 'Cause I'm with you
I'm going out of my head
Inside a T.A.Z.
You won't catch me living or dead
On the Hollywood A-List
Guess what?
Guess what? The Hollywood A-List
Guess what?
Come and get your arse kissed
Guess what? I'm with stupid
Guess what? 'Cause I'm with you
Guess what? I'm with stupid
Guess what? 'Cause I'm with you
[repeats]
Stupid, stupid, stupid... [repeats]

 

[fox69]

"Idris Strike Song"

"Idris Strike Song"



Have you been to work at Idris?
No we won't go in today!
For we're standing by our comrade
And we'll never run away
She stood bravely by the Union
And she spoke up for us true
And if she gets the sack
No we never shall go back
What e'er they do, what e'er they do
Now you boys who're washing bottles
It really is a shame
To take the place of women
Don't you think you are to blame?
Come with us and join the Union
Never heed what Idris say
We are out to right the wrong
And now we shan't be long
Hip hip hooray, hip hip hooray
Master Willy, master Willy
You must give in once again
It was wrong to sack a woman
With two children to maintain
Thirteen years she's faithful served you
Though she was three minutes late
But our little sister Anne
Why she never checked the man
At the gate, at the gate
Oh you great king in the palace
And you statesman at the top
When you're drinking soda water
Or imbibing ginger pop
Think of some who work at Idris
For very little pay
And who only get nine bob
For a most unpleasant job
Alackaday, alackaday
Now then girls all join the Union
Whatever you may be
In pickles, jam, or chocolates
Or packing pounds of tea
For we all want better wages
And this is what we say
'We are out to right the wrong'
'And now we shan't be long'
'Hip hip hooray, hip hip hooray'