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Lucky Dog
04:28
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Lucky dog
Sniffing ‘round the garden
Sniffing just for fun
Living with nice people
No need to fight or run
Pleading cutie dog eyes
Will get you hugged or fed
Stretch out by the fire
Then curl up in cosy bed
Lucky dog
Born with golden good looks
Ears like lovely locks
Chosen by loved children
Adopted to their home
All their wishes fulfilled
And do they fully know
Lucky dog
I loathe you
But I’d love to be you
It must be great to be you
See how I hate
What I want to be
Lucky dog
Live long and die in peace
No fear of being eaten
How come you have it easy?
While I get burned and beaten?
Lucky dog
They won’t hack down your tree home
Poison trees and sea homes
Pour concrete in your warren
Make your whole world barren
Pull the ice from ‘neath your feet
Make your swamp a seething cesspit
Lacerate your boghole
Pity the poor frog and toad
“I have cute kids too”
Lucky dog
Just watch out for the road
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Folks and Fishes
02:55
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Lovely lush and luscious lake
Part of a lovely earthly place
Lots and lots of fish in the lovely lake
Full of life and nature’s ways
Folks come around and fill their plates
With lots and lots of fish from the lovely lake
More and more folk for more and more fish
More and more folk with a bigger dish
More and more folk eat more and more fish
More and more folk fill their plates
More and more folk eat more and more fish
More and more folk
But then fewer fish
Fewer fewer fish then fewer fewer folk
Fewer fewer folk
But then more fish
More and more fish then more and more folk
More and more folk
Fewer fewer fish
Fewer fewer fish
Fewer fewer folk
Fewer fewer folk
More and more fish
More and more fish
More and more folk
More and more folk
Fewer fish
Fewer fish – fewer folk
Fewer folk – more fish
More fish – more folk
More folk – fewer fish
Fewer fish – fewer folk
Fewer folk – more fish
More fish – more folk
Then someone figures out
How to catch all the fish in one go
Aren’t we clever?
Yes
But no
more fish
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Balls
02:52
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Balls balls we all need balls
Or none of us would be here
Balls balls without those balls
There wouldn’t even be a here
We live on a ball spinning on a ball
Around a bigger ball that heats us all
Days on a ball, nights on a ball
Winter springs and summers fall
Balls balls we all need balls
They’re everywhere ‘round here
Balls balls we all love balls
To help have fun down here
Drive on a ball, putt a ball
Kick and throw and hurl a ball
Pay to watch people catch a ball
Play and pass – “Oh what a great ball!”
All stuck to our ball, all fecking our ball
Like a wrecking ball to our ball
With nowhere else to live at all
Will we ever cop on at all?
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4. |
Alarm
03:15
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Dingalingalingalingalingalinga ling-ling
Dingalingalingaling alarm bells ring
Dingalingalingalingalingalinga ling-ling
Dingalingalingaling but no-one does a thing
No rush to the door
We’ve heard it all before
Another cry wolf conspiracy theory bore
Flat planet earth
Untrodden moon
Who hid the white elephant in the room?
What room?
Dingalingalingalingalingalinga ling-ling
Dingalingalingaling alarm bells ring
Dingalingalingalingalingalinga ling-ling
Dingalingalingaling but no-one lifts a finger
Oh of course you ought to know
That they they in the know
Pour out those theories like smoke
So they all seem the same hoax jokes
Screening the real sins
They carry on under your nose
Dingalingalingalingalingalinga ling-ling
Dingalingalingaling alarm bells ring
Dingalingalingalingalingalinga ling-ling
Dingalingalingaling but no-one gives a fling
It’s happened all before
And it will again (fore!)
Who knows where fore! And who know when
Forewarned but ignored
We all know the drill
And it’s such a bore
Substitute coffee smell
False alarms working well
Sleep-walk kings have us under their spell
Lulling into another man-made hell
But don’t get too uptight
Might get hit by a meteor right?
Don’t get too relaxed
May never get you mojo back
Ah shur ah shur ah shur…..
Ah feck!
Dingalingalingalingalingalinga ling-ling
Dingalingalingaling alarm bells ring
Dingalingalingalingalingalinga ling-ling
Dingalingalingaling but no-one does a thing
Dingalingalingalingalingalinga ling-ling
Dingalingalingaling alarm bells ring
Dingalingalingalingalingalinga ling-ling
Dingalingalingaling but no-one lifts a finger
So much can go wrong
Something is bound to
It’s just a matter of how long?
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News Nut
04:22
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Heard the news today
Boy was I afraid
Cowered in my bed
Covering my head
Booted up my bot
Same ol’s all I got
Everyone enraged
With bloody floods of hate
Echo chambers roar
Not like days of yore
Then I began to starve
With nothing I fancied here to carve
So I slipped from ’neath the sheets
Sneaked out to the streets
Puzzled friends greeting me
“Why the riot gear”
“Oh did you all not hear?
It’s time to feel the fear”
“Oh dear”
“The world is going to hell
The few of us can tell
We who gorge on gory stories
They sell
While you’re all cocooned
In peace and warmth and food
They’re saying that’ll change now soon
Any day”
“But our cocoon is good
With panoramic views
We can see the past
And how fast we can ruin
So we’ll take that peace (thank you)
To grow and to include
Whoever wants it too
Those from who knows where
So come on and take a seat
And join us as we eat, drink
And chew these things through
As we’re free to do
That is as it should be
The more the merrier
The future’s up to me and you”
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The Obscurant
03:15
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In spite of you, in spite of you, in spite of you
And your obscurant ruse
We have moved on to better days
In spite of you, in spite of you, in spite of you
And your inhuman views
Slaves are freed, walls are down
Wars recede, diseases eased
No more trials by ordeal
In spite of you, in spite of you, in spite of you
And your feudal deeds
Some ideals have come true
Children are fed and healed
Raised up out of dying fields
By knowing people spreading growing seeds
In spite of you
And your discordant ways
Millions mingle in daily peace
Strangers passing in the street
Just getting on in concurrent ease
Can fall in love with whom they please
You can maybe fool all the fools
Even dupe yourself out of truth
But there’s no cheating nature’s rules
We can only play to improve
Or lose
In spite of you, in spite of you, in spite of you
And your twisted view
Women too get to choose
Bigots are uncool
Run the risk of being dismissed as fools
Violence is not inevitable
And poverty is not inescapable
In spite of you, in spite of you, in spite of you
We can still win
Build on the best we’ve laid
Clean up the mess we made
Pool people of ideas
To deal with what’s really real
And cope with what’s to come
Continue hope
In spite of you
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Save Yours
05:33
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Where is our hero? Where is our saviour?
We need one to answer our prayers
We helplessly wait for our fabulous strongman
To steer us to our promised land
Where’s that and promised by whom among humans
And what would you want them to do?
Who do you serve and what do you deserve
More than what is laid out here for you?
Need some one to lead us, eternally feed us
Our loaves and all wishes today
Someone to believe in who says they believe us
And save us from all of the ‘they’
The one with the vision to see all our phantoms
And vows to sweep them away
Who’ll bring us our scapegoats and let us at their throats
And hide in his emperor’s clothes
Deflect away shame, explain away blame on us
Save us from tax on our brain
Where is our father oh where is our führer
Our king uncle comrade of steel
To magic it simple, when bent say it’s straight
Need someone like whatsit ‘The Great’
Most of those so-called ‘The Great’ were atrocious
With a cold taste for innocents’ blood
Driven by sadistic spiteful narcissism
Empowered by desperate gulls
Did deeds you’d excuse and deny and confuse
So long as they weren’t done to you?
Where are our prophets? Where are our miracles?
Why are there no giants these days?
We just want to get to our heaven forever
Safe behind Eden’s big gates
So where are our heroes? Where are our saviours?
Needed especially
In this day and age
Why what is so special about you and your day?
Isn’t this the age of ingrates?
When heroes and heroines work ‘neath the radar
No thanks to your myths and fairytales
Ordinary curious humans who cure us
And raise us by use of the brain
Plain ol’ flawed humans now nameless, some famous
Forgotten or lauded — they worked anyway
That’s who to thank for what you enjoy
So engage or stay out of the way
We can all be heroes to those in the future
By bequeathing a better place
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8. |
Memory Lane
03:28
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I'll take a trip down Memory Lane
Whistle and sing all on my merry way
Looking forward to going backwards to when
Everything was simple so it should have remained
Times were tough but we didn't complain
Kept a stiff upper lip and stuck to our praying
Now they have it too easy not enough grief or pain
With war disease and famine all on the wane
I took a trip down Memory Lane
Laughing and singing on my merry old way
I looked forward to going backwards to when
Everything was simple and no-one was strange
But something was different – it wasn't the same
As the idle idyll I'd idealised in my brain
A nation once again of homogeneous friends
Didn't seem to be there. When was that again?
I took a trip down Memory Lane
Whistling and singing all those same old songs
Looking forward to going back again
To rosy sunny summers in the garden of even
But I got a shock with the stink and the muck
Twelve hour dour days of dangerous work
Paradise lost where? Pastoral bliss when?
Some things are missed but to most — good riddance
I took a trip down Memory Lane
To a time when everyone knew their place
Looking forward to going backwards to when
Choking mental chains meant no brain strain
Most of the few free to think for themselves
Only ever did think about themselves
But some could see a better way to move the load
And smoothed the road for everyone else
I took a trip down Memory Lane
To when we didn't have much but resisted change
But when I got back to Memory Lane
Nothing was as easy as the picture in my brain
I tripped down Memory Lane
Fascinating feeling but I'm glad I'm not staying
I awoke from Memory Lane
Cured of my nostalgia for our old pain
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9. |
All Home
04:44
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That’s it
Enough is enough
We’re full
Can’t take any more
Babies?
Okay – all home!
Okay – begone!
Okay – off you go back
To where you all began
You! Go back to Mexico
And you! Go back to Spain
You belong to Angola
“Oh but you dragged us here in chains”
You! Go back to Poland
And you! Back to Rome
Go! Reclaim the holy land
Tell whoever’s there these days to go roam
Okay – all home!
Okay – begone!
Okay – off you go
To where you once belonged
You! Go back to India
You! Back to Iraq
“Hey but you came and ripped up our whole way of life
Can we take our country back?”
I am not an immigrant
But a settler of course
On a brave and holy mission
To civilise by brute force
Okay – all home!
Okay – begone!
Okay – off you go
To where you all came from
Have you no home to go to
Well no — you set it aflame
Well you can't stay here anyway
Or we'll do the same to you again
But I have lots of money
Oh well come on in then my friend
Ah shur it was just a jest
So you're welcome in to spend and spend
Okay – all home!
Okay – begone!
Okay – off you go
To your place of origin
You! Back to Ireland?
No that is not your home
You dirty Celts came in from foreign lands
So now keep on going
What about here above the Sahara?
Or the Levant? No keep on going down
Let's all go home to east of the Congo
Because that's where we all belong
Okay....to where we all began
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American Bang-Bang
03:57
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I’m an American, I’m and American
I’m an American bang-bang……
Jesus came to town slinging a gun
Speaking in his plain American tongue
“Make yourself an enemy to hate
Don’t let a mere woman or a black man take it away”
I’m an American, I’m and American
I’m an American bang-bang……
Jesus came to school slinging a gun
Teaching fear and loathing to the young
Said “shoot into others what you’re told they’ll do to you
If you see the other cheek blast that away too”
I’m an American, I’m and American
I’m an American bang-bang……
Born in Bethlehem U.S.A.
He moved to Jerusalem U.S.A.
Sprayed all the Muslims out of their place
Then turned it on himself with no other foes left to hate
I’m an American, I’m and American
I’m an American bang-bang……
God gave Moses the ten commandments
But was overruled by a number two amendment
The NRA élite shoot up the needle's eye
To squeeze their lying greedy egos into heaven "it's our right"
Because we’re American, we’re American
We’re American bang-bang……
The gun-hugger takes his toy to bed
With his little kiddie to protect his poisoned head
Says "son become a cop so they can't make you stop
And the don will tweet his thumbs up out his shithole with his plop”
I’m an American, I’m and American
I’m an American bang-bang……
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11. |
Don't Go Over That Hill
06:11
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We are we and ye are ye
And we don’t like ye because we’re not like ye
So it has to be that we must be better than ye
We are from here and ye are from there
I thank gods we’re from here ‘cos ye do things queerly
While we are all decent and normal and fair
We’re all the same like a monotone shade
And we speak in one tongue, it’s straight and it’s plain
And understood by everyone who counts
Don’t go over that hill my darling
Son those people are bad
If they catch you they may kill you
So you better draw first blood
Don’t go over that hill oh baby
Those people there are not real humans
They don’t think or feel as you do
And they’re very paranoid
“But I met one on the ridge oh Daddy
Said she’s told the same about us
And what of those who live among us
I suppose some of them are okay?”
We are the we and they are the they
And we are of here and they belong there
And there they must stay unless they are our slaves
Because we’re all the same – well we were till ye came
And ye sullied the pool with your impurities
Now it is time to get back to those good old days
Don’t go over that hill my dearest
Unless you want their stuff
I hear that they have gold aplenty
And we can never have enough
Don’t be taken by their propaganda
The just love to slander us
Harden your heart to piteous faces
They don’t deserve a chance in fact….
“Don’t even go there oh Daddy darling
The jungle laws have changed
Grow up out of the savage instincts
Or that hate will drive you insane”
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12. |
Thin Airs
07:18
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“I don’t believe in luck”
Said the big top entrepreneur
That was before fate came and forever
Condemned him into a state-of-the-art wheelchair
“I don’t suffer fools” vainly said the drunk
And “never apologise”
That was the night before he was sunk
Now he’s on his knees sucking humble pie
“I hope I die before I get old”
Bragged the fast-living, hyper, healthy guy
That was long ago though before time took its toll
Making him that bit more wise
And it’s a thin line we walk along
It’s a thin line lets us be
“Those days of boom and bust are now gone”
Declared dear old Mr. Brown
Lesser fat cats jumped and now they’ve been dumped
With all their high lives at once
It’s a thin ice we skate upon
A thin ice lets us deal
“I don’t believe in democracy anymore”
Said the conscientious disaffected young man
That was Berlin in 1931
But things didn’t go as he’d have planned
It’s a thin ledge we dance along
A thin line lets us speak
“I don’t care about politics, race or creeds”
Said the educated modern sophisticate
But when the lines between the tribes were made defined
She gorged at the trough of torture, blood, guts and hate
It’s a knife edge we teether on
A thin line gives us peace
“I care for people, not bees or trees”
Said the axe-wielding once-ler profiteer
That was before he could say no more
As he and all these things had disappeared
It’s a thin line we depend upon
A thin layer lets us breathe
It’s a thin ice we skate along
A thin ice lets us eat
It’s a knife edge we teether on
A thin line lets us sleep
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Welcome, welcome to the first world
I hope it’s going to last
And it won’t be in the past yet
The first world, welcome to the first world
Come in peace and help to make it grow
Welcome, welcome to the first world
They say it’s going to burst
Being saying that a long long time
The worst would pull the ladder up
Just ‘cos they were lucky to be here by birth
Many times before
They said we couldn’t grow
Couldn’t feed or fit in any more
The good news is they were wrong
Together we got stronger
So you’re welcome, welcome here kind stranger
The danger that you flee
Hope we never see again here
In the first world, welcome to the first world
Come in please and help to make us grow up
In the dark old days of yore
Poor Paddy left his shore
Reaching out in search of something more
Many times he’d find
Doors thick with signs
“No black or Irish dogs need apply”
But minds have grown in time
And we learned to welcome
Welcome to the first world
You who want to live
Be part of take and give here
In the first world, welcome to the first world
Come in please and help to make us grow
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Adam Murphy Ireland
Adam Murphy was born and raised in Cork, Ireland, but is a long-time Galway resident after periods living and working in
Europe, USA, and UK.
‘Progress’ is his ninth album of original material. Each collection has a discrete flavour and is a set of thematically linked pieces. His work has been aired regularly on RTE and other radio stations in Ireland and abroad, most recently in the Far East.
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