Freezing Monday morning She is waiting for her train to come I brush past her, smell her perfume Watch her hair move as she turns to go She doesn't know
Julius Caesar came, saw, conquered, went away 'Cause it rained here all the time Too many sniffs and colds Got up his Roman nose So he left it all behind
Here comes the flood Rivers of mud, baby Here comes the quake Evacuate while you still can Here comes the fire Our funeral pyre, baby Here comes the
Build your coffin of balsa wood Spend all that you earn When you go you are gone for good Never to return Always to thine own self be true Not to fools
I was born in Londonderry I was born in Derry City too Oh what a special child To see such things and still to smile I knew that there was something
I would like to live in Sweden When my work is done Where the snow lies crisp and even 'Neath the midnight sun Safe and clean and green and modern Bright
When you hang by a thread Strange things go through your head What was in that woodshed? Will death be gentle? "Better to live one day like a lion Than
A butterfly flies through the forest rain And turns the wind to the hurricane I know that it will happen 'Cause I believe in the certainty of chance
Generation sex respects the rights of girls Who want to take their clothes off As long as we can all watch that's o.k. And generation sex elects the
Take the National Express when your life's in a mess It'll make you smile All human life is here From the feeble old dear to the screaming child From
