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(It's A) Long Way To Paradise (From Here) When you're young you stand your ground And nothing seems to get you down at all Then you grow to realize That everything ain't black and white It's brown On and on your life drags on And every day's the same Chorus: It's a long way to paradise from here It's a long way to paradise from here Every week you stand in line You queue to put your name upon a form And every week they have devised Another way of making you feel small On and on your life grinds on And you're not living at all Chorus repeats You think you're tough You think you're smart But they know how To break your heart They'll chew you up And spit you out And make you start again Chorus repeats Stand Up And Shout It's time to ask yourself just what you want to be Just look around tell me exactly what you see No sitting out no time to settle in your place You're with us now don't be a name without a face Chorus: Stand up and shout For what you want to be Stand up and shout What you believe Stand up and shout For those you want to free Stand up for the one and only Get on your feet and raise you fist up for the count What's yours is yours if you just stand up and shout No looking back you got to play the cards you're dealt Break down the barricades and speak up for yourself Don't you know who speaks up for you You can't rely on no-one else to pull you through So what you're thinking might be what we want to hear Don't keep it hidden got to shout your message clear No easy answers when the question is self doubt Better wrong than silent gotta let your feelings out Each Dollar A Bullet Oh it must be so romantic When the fighting's over there And they're passing round the shamrock And you're all filled up with tears "For the love of dear old Ireland" That you've never even seen You throw in twenty dollars And sing "Wearing of the Green Chorus: Each dollar a bullet Each victim someone's son And Americans kill Irishmen As surely As if they fired the gun Now you've never stood on Belfast's streets And heard the bombs explode Or hid beneath the blankets When there's riots down the road No you've never had your best friend die Or lost a favorite son But you'll stand there and tell us Just what we're doing wrong Each false word a bullet Each victim someone's son And Englishmen kill Irishmen As surely As if they fired the gun From the minute that you're born you're told To hate the other side "They're not like us, they're not the same We know because we're right" But can't you see we're all the same There is no right and wrong Why can't we stop and realize Just what we're doing wrong We've hated too much too long Each old lie a bullet Each victim someone's son And Irishmen kill Irishmen As surely As if they fired the gun How can you convince yourself That what you do is right? When people are dying there Night after night Don't you ever wonder Why it still goes on? The hopes and fears and all the tears Are buried in your ground Buried in your ground Each rumour a bullet Each victim someone's son And careless talk kills Irishmen As surely As if words fired the gun Well it's lasted for so long now And so many have died It's such a part of my own life Yet it leaves me mystified How a people so intelligent Friendly, kind and brave Can throw themselves so willingly Into an open grave Each new day a bullet Each victim someone's son And ignorance kills Irishmen As surely As if we fired the gun The 'Cosh' Everything is turning upside down in this town The crime rate's rising up as employment swoops down Kids can't trust their parents to protect them no more And if you're black or Irish you just can't trust the law Winos on the corner with no hope and no plan Kids on 5 quid drug deals waiting for their man Estates in states of chaos, hatred scrawled on the walls The men of law and order writhe about on the floor No-one dreams of living, those hopes lie on the rocks Your newly detached heaven is a cardboard box Chorus: And it seems And it seems Someone's used the cosh and the country's on its knees Someone's used the cosh and the country's on its knees Old folk freeze to death in flats where damp streams down the walls Poll tax bailiffs scream unheard in countless council halls Plans for new development that never cure the mess Benefits that won't be paid unless you've an address No-one dreams of living, those hopes lie on the rocks Your newly detached heaven is a cardboard box Our Welfare State's collapsing And no-one seems to care As long as money's being made And profits there to share Buy into a service that Belonged to you and me Soon you'll find our country Is the UK pic No-one dreams of living, those hopes lie on the rocks Your newly detached heaven is a cardboard box Chorus: Down on its knees Down on its knees Someone's used the Cosh The country's down on it's knees Down on it's knees Down on it's knees ... And it seems ... (Chorus) Beirut Moon (Announcer: Speech) "We'd like to help you," the consul said "But there's nothing we can do." "Well, you knew the risks when you took the job. After all you're not a fool. So don't call me, don't call me. I just can't bend the rules. Keep your chin up, I know it's tough. Somehoe you'll get through." It seems the Americans Can bargain and rescue But if you get caught You're left to rot Under a Beirut, under a Beirut Moon Chorus: Under a Beirut Moon Sorry son, there's nothing we can do Under a Beirut Moon Different rules, we haven't got a clue "We can't be seen to be giving in To these terrorists you see. If we talk with them it would mean the end Of all that we hold dear. So don't call me, don't call me I'm doing all I can Although it seems from where you sit I don't give a damn." Back home they'll remember you In papers, on TV Because when you're caught You're left to rot Under a Beirut, under a Beirut Moon Chorus repeat x 2 And though you dream of being free There's not much hope that I can see Under a Beirut, under a Beirut Moon Now just today on the news I saw A hostage walking free He talked of how it came about He gained his liberty He said, don't give up, don't give up Argue, beg and plead Keep the pressure up, don't let it drop Sometime you'll get free He said the Americans Would bargain and rescue But when Brits get caught They're left to rot Under the Beirut, under the Beirut Moon Chorus repeat x 2 The Game Of Life From the minute you're born Til the day you die Y'know they put you on trial Yeah, they make you strive, strive, strive Here's my little warning It's a word to the wise Don't get too involved in The Game of Life When the wheel of fortune Grinds your face in the sand And opportunity's knocking Only bruises your hand They call it enterprise culture I call it pressure and strife And the winners stay winners In the Game of Life Chorus: The Game of Life You're born to play The Game of Life You play to win The winners stay winners In the game of life Putting the pressure on you Your head is on the block With every day more frantic You've gotta beat the clock Try to slow down sometime If you don't you'll find You've no time for living The Game of Life Chorus Repeat From the minute you're born Til the day you die Yeah they put you on trial Yeah they make you strive, strive, strive They call it enterprise culture I call it pressure and strife And the winners stay winners In the Game of Life Chorus x 3 Human Shield How do you propose to live your life in times like these Growing up surrounded by the fear and hate disease disease I believe that we all need protection from the world And our friends enfold us like a barrier unfurled unfurled I believe in the human shield I believe in the human shield People try to use you and abuse you every day Doesn't seem to matter what you do or what you say you say Then you need a friend that you can call on when you're down Someone who will ward off all the hatred all around The human shield Protects your soul And keeps you on the ground The human shield Protects your heart From being ground down Johnny 7 I remember back so long ago Where I went you'd always go Never left my side, I never felt alone Just you and me always on our own Those were the days I loved but now it seems so strange It's all so different I guess everything has to change Chorus: Johnny 7 now where are you Johnny 7 help me see it through Johnny 7 I need you right by my side Was all so easy way back then I pull the trigger just fire and end No need to run Johnny 7 no need to hide The years go by and you are gone Never thought I'd miss you for so long A world like this needs a seven too I guess I'd still run back to you They told me I'd forget as time goes by But they can say what they want I know I'll never try Could this all be a dream So what I'll live my dream I guess it's wrong to look back to you What can you change what can you do Is it so wrong is it all pride Why pretend what I feel inside But then I look around and I still want you back I pull the trigger now - come on let's attack Die And Burn You're holding on to something I don't believe it's real You're living in the past And you refuse to reappraise Your ridiculous commitment To an outmoded ideal Are you honestly that stupid Or will these wounds never heal Chorus: You can keep your flags and emblems I don't need them anymore So just take your age-old hatred And then walk out of the door I hope that you die and burn tonight I hope that you die and burn tonight You think of all your neighbours As just scum upon the earth And you live inside a bubble Where a badge is all you're worth All your dreams are built on loathing All your hopes are built on hate I can't see any way out Of this hell that you create Chorus I wish you could see yourself As others all see you Then maybe you'd realise That you seem such a fool Chorus No Surrender Here's your mask and here's your glove It's all an arcade game We call it "Virtual Reality So nothing's what it seems Although we may want you to kill Just do it now for fun You play on the computer screen While these men load your gun Men who only think of fortune No matter the price Men who kill for sand and petrol Never thinking twice Chorus: So let the young men fight Die in battle for the glory And we know it's right So shoot son never worry That your mother cries She can't see the reason Your battle cry is No Surrender Here At All Here's your mask and here's your gun It's no longer a game This is absolute reality Though it's not what it seems We told you we need you to fight For freedom and for right What we want is our man restored To hell with what he's like Our man sells us oil and petrol At a price that's fair Our man kills collaborators In the Public Square I believe in hopes and dreams I believe in life I don't believe in hate and greed Tyranny or spite Might is Right My will be done I pull the trigger You fire the gun No surrender |