Jock's got a vote in Parochia Ten long years and he's still got her Paying tax and and doing stir Worry about it later. And the wind blows hot and the wind blows cold But it blows us good so we've been told Music's food 'til the art-biz folds Let them all eat culture. Chorus: The past is steeped in shame, But tomorrow's fair game, For a life that's fit for living Good morning Britain. Twenty years and a loaded gun Funerals, fear and the war ain't won Paddy's just a figure of fun It lightens up the danger. And a corporal sneers at a catholic boy And he eyes his gun like a rich man's toy He's killing more than celtic joy Death is not a stranger. Taffy's time's gonna come one day It's a loud sweet voice and it won't give way A house is not a holiday Your sons are leaving home Neil. In the hills and the valleys and far away You can hear the song of democracy The echo of eternity With a Rak-a-Rak-a feel. Chorus From the Tyne to where to the Thames does flow My English brothers and sisters know It's not a case of where you go It's race and creed and colour. From the police cell to the deep dark grave On the underground's just a stop away Don't be too black, don't be too gay Just get a little duller. But in this green and pleasant land, Where I make my home, I make my stand Make it cool just to be a man, A uniform's a traitor. Love is international And if you stand or if you fall, Just let them know you gave your all, Worry about it later.
Maybe one can't eat culture but tinned beans on stale toast tastes better eaten to music. My heart aches for such a tiny island perpetuating such noxious strife.
All nationalistic songs seem cloying and sickly sweet to me, I love this though - it's saying things have been shit can be so much better. I wish more songs would express this rather than paper over the cracks or throw in major chords and pompous war-marching tricks.
Pure and utter class.
Let's love Britain, our home!!!!!
Fantastic. He does covers of his own tracks.
Good on you. Tell me more
This is a very nice & very different version of this song ! Very unique !
Brilliant - I'd never heard this version before
WOW....this is really good..great song,great voice,great great tune... :)
superb
Jock's got a vote in Parochia
Ten long years and he's still got her
Paying tax and and doing stir
Worry about it later.
And the wind blows hot and the wind blows cold
But it blows us good so we've been told
Music's food 'til the art-biz folds
Let them all eat culture.
Chorus:
The past is steeped in shame,
But tomorrow's fair game,
For a life that's fit for living
Good morning Britain.
Twenty years and a loaded gun
Funerals, fear and the war ain't won
Paddy's just a figure of fun
It lightens up the danger.
And a corporal sneers at a catholic boy
And he eyes his gun like a rich man's toy
He's killing more than celtic joy
Death is not a stranger.
Taffy's time's gonna come one day
It's a loud sweet voice and it won't give way
A house is not a holiday
Your sons are leaving home Neil.
In the hills and the valleys and far away
You can hear the song of democracy
The echo of eternity
With a Rak-a-Rak-a feel.
Chorus
From the Tyne to where to the Thames does flow
My English brothers and sisters know
It's not a case of where you go
It's race and creed and colour.
From the police cell to the deep dark grave
On the underground's just a stop away
Don't be too black, don't be too gay
Just get a little duller.
But in this green and pleasant land,
Where I make my home, I make my stand
Make it cool just to be a man,
A uniform's a traitor.
Love is international
And if you stand or if you fall,
Just let them know you gave your all,
Worry about it later.
COMMUNIST
Amazing Version of this song . even though Mick Jones ain't in it !.
fantastic
Roddy frame, class.....
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Top tune:)
Maybe one can't eat culture but tinned beans on stale toast tastes better eaten to music. My heart aches for such a tiny island perpetuating such noxious strife.
It's socialisim or barbarism. "The past is steeped in shame, but tomorrow is fair game"
1916
1916, 1st July, 7.30am to be presice
All nationalistic songs seem cloying and sickly sweet to me, I love this though - it's saying things have been shit can be so much better. I wish more songs would express this rather than paper over the cracks or throw in major chords and pompous war-marching tricks.
its not "nationalistic"- its anti imperialist.The French and Dutch Resistance- were they "nationalistic"?
definitely not nationalistic!
Well put