Oconnor Sinead lyrics
Oconnor Sinead lyrics
"Famine Lyrics"
Spring Love (Spanish) Lyrics
Spring Love (spanish) (yeah..oooh, Single error.. Huey Dunbar. Shit La Brigada. Fria. Now here take it to that old school joint) Yo recuerdo que nos enamoramos Cuando tus penas que tenian llorando Llegaste a mi con el alma destrosada Queria quedarme junto a tu lado Tu
Spring Love (spanish) (yeah..oooh, Single error.. Huey Dunbar. Shit La Brigada. Fria. Now here take it to that old school joint) Yo recuerdo que nos enamoramos Cuando tus penas que tenian llorando Llegaste a mi con el alma destrosada Queria quedarme junto a tu lado Tu
OK, I want to talk about Ireland
Specifically I want to talk about the "famine"
About the fact that there never really was one
There was no "famine"
See Irish people were only ALLOWED to eat potatoes
All of the other food
Meat fish vegetables
Were shipped out of the country under armed guard
To England while the Irish people starved
And then on the middle of all this
They gave us money not to teach our children Irish
And so we lost our history
And this is what I think is still hurting me
See we're like a child that's been battered
Has to drive itself out of it's head because
King Of Rock Lyrics
I'm the king of rock, there is none higher Sucker MC's should call me sire To burn my kingdom, you must use fire I won't stop rockin' till I retire Now we rock the party and come correct Our cuts are on time and rhymes connect Got the right to vote and will elect And other rapp
it's fightenedI'm the king of rock, there is none higher Sucker MC's should call me sire To burn my kingdom, you must use fire I won't stop rockin' till I retire Now we rock the party and come correct Our cuts are on time and rhymes connect Got the right to vote and will elect And other rapp
Still feels all the painful feelings
But they lose contact with the memory
And this leads to massive self-destruction
ALCOHOLISM DRUG ADICTION
All desperate attempts at running
And in it's worst form
Becomes actual killing
And if there ever is gonna be healing
There has to be remembering
And then grieving
So that there then can be forgiving
There has to be knowledge and understanding
An American army regulation
Says you mustn't kill more than 10% of a nation
'Cos to do so causes permanent "psychological damage"
It's not permanent but they didn't know that
[Nas] These are last words of a hanging slave How could I forget this I rob you put you on my hit list Under my nails are dirty look at the grime My burnt lips from the roach clips How can I shine Being broke and bag a dope bitch Powerful mind we brave men I blow smoke an
We lost a lot more than 10% of a nation
Through deaths on land or on ships of emigration
But what finally broke us was not starvation
BUT IT'S USE IN THE CONTROLLING OF OUR EDUCATION
School go on about "Black 47"
On and on about "The terrible "famine""
But what they don't say is in truth
There really never was one
So let's take a look shall we
The highest statistics of child abuse in the EEC
And we say we're a Christian country
But we've lost contact with our history
See we used to worship God as a mother
We're sufferin from POST TRAUMATIC STRE
I (WHO HAVE NOTHING) Lyrics
I, I who have nothing I, I who have no-one Adore you and want you so I'm just a no-one with nothing to give you, but oh I love you He'll, he'll buy you diamonds Bright sparkling diamonds But believe me, hear what I say That he can give you the world, but he'll never love you the
SS DISORDERI, I who have nothing I, I who have no-one Adore you and want you so I'm just a no-one with nothing to give you, but oh I love you He'll, he'll buy you diamonds Bright sparkling diamonds But believe me, hear what I say That he can give you the world, but he'll never love you the
Look at all our old men in the pubs
Look at all our young people on drugs
We used to worship God as a mother
Now look at what we're doing to each other
We've even made killers of ourselves
The most child-like trusting people in the Universe
And this is what's wrong with us
Our history books THE PARENT FIGURES lied to us
I see the Irish
As a race like a child
That got itself basned in the face
And if there ever is gonna be healing
There has to be remembering
And then grieving
So that there then can be FORGIVING
There has to be KNOWLEDGE and UNDERSTANDING