Oh, paddy dear and did you hear
The news that’s going 'round
The shamrock is forbid by law
To grow on Irish ground
Saint Patrick’s name no more you’ll hear
His colors can’t be seen
They’ve gone and passed a law against
The wearing of the green
Sand as white as snow
Swirls like smoke around my feet
And a sky that turns in a moment from blue to grey
All these things I see on an Irish day
It is here that time has granted
That the light should still burn on
It was here a seed was planted
In the brave heart of an Irish son
Now kings will rule
And the poor will toil
And tear their hands
As they tear the soil
But a day will come
In this dawning age
When an honest man
Sees an honest wage
Hold me now
Oh hold me now
'Til this hour
Has gone around
And I’m gone
On the rising tide
For to face Van Diemen’s land
Mistress, oh, mistress, don’t you cry
The price of staying here is too high
Mistress, oh, mistress, I wish you well
But in leaving here, I’m leaving hell
He’s worth the ransom.
She says, “Why can’t you get hard?
Because you pay for this now in cold, hard cash.
You make the front page, I’m gonna bring back the lash.”
Then I know you’ll understand, it’s blood money.
There’s such a big demand, for blood money.
It’s one hundred and fifty grand, blood money.
It’s flowing under the land, like blood money.
Money, money, money
Must be funny
In the rich man’s world
Money, money, money
Always sunny
In the rich man’s world
Aha
All the things I could do
If I had a little money
It’s a rich man’s world
It’s a rich man’s world
Like a nervous disease
And it’s been there all along
It will tumble from the sky
It’s been there all along
Project cancelled
Tumbling central
Red money
Photographer smile
Take a break for a while
Take a rest
Do your very best
Take five, honey
Five, honey
Search in your bag
Light up a fag
Think it’s a drag
But you’re so glad
To be alive, honey
Alive, honey
Say, when this is all over
You’ll be in clover
We’ll go out and spend
All of your blue money
Blue money
Blue money
No-one will talk to me, they turn to go
Their faces say there’s something I should know
Could I be a victim of the games of all my friends
Or am I really being watched by the eye of the lens
Smiling faces sometimes
Pretend to be your friend
Smiling faces show no traces
Of the evil that lurks within (can you dig it?)
Smiling faces, smiling faces, sometimes
They don’t tell the truth
Smiling faces, smiling faces tell lies and I got proof
Oh, oh, yeah
When I look into your eyes, you don’t believe me
I can see it in your eyes, you don’t believe
And the face I see before me
Is both sides of a mirror
You really know you’ve got a hold on me
And the face you’re looking into
Is both sides of a window
Any way you look, you see through me
I’m looking through you, where did you go?
I thought I knew you, what did I know?
You don’t look different, but you have changed
I’m looking through you, you’re not the same
Now there’s no welcome look in your eyes when I reach for you
And now you’re starting to criticize little things I do
It makes me just feel like crying
Cuz baby, something beautiful’s dying
Golden days before they end
Whisper secrets to the wind
Your baby won’t be near you anymore
Tender nights before they fly
Send falling stars that seem to cry
Your baby doesn’t want you anymore
It’s over
Some of these days, and it won’t be long
Gonna drive back down where you once belonged
In the back of a dream car twenty foot long
Don’t cry, my sweet, don’t break my heart
Doing all right, but you gotta get smart
Wish upon, wish upon, day upon day, I believe, oh Lord
I believe all the way
Come get up, my baby
Run for the shadows, run for the shadows
Run for the shadows in these golden years
One of these days and it won’t be long
You’ll look for me but baby I’ll be gone
This is all I gotta say to you, woman
Your time is gonna come
Your time is gonna come
Your time is gonna come
Your time is gonna come
Waste no more energy, no more time
Step into the time machine aboard this flight
Time to go
It’s sad that you’re not here
To open up your eyes and watch me disappear
Losing control
I’m landing back in this year
Did I ever move?
Did I disappear?
If I could move through time
I’d go back and put it right
Welcome my son, welcome to the machine
What did you dream?
It’s alright we told you what to dream
You dreamed of a big star
He played a mean guitar
He always ate in the Steak Bar
He loved to drive in his Jaguar
Welcome to the internet; come and take a seat
Would you like to see the news or any famous women’s feet?
There’s no need to panic; this isn’t a test
Just nod or shake your head, and we’ll do the rest
Welcome to the internet; what would you prefer?
Would you like to fight for civil rights or tweet a racial slur?
Be happy, be horny, be bursting with rage
We’ve got a million different ways to engage
Modem load and failsafe
Electric teenage dust
Hit the solvent keypad
Start the neural rust
Power on the highway
Data in my head
Surfing on the network
Part of me is dead
Every home is wired
Swimming in the circuit
Somebody has expired
This world will be the future
Every home is wired