OPUS 400 Lyrics
Old Grey Chops is dead, long live Grey Chops Spohc yerg evil gnol daed si spohc yerg dlo Comes apocalypse there goes a bonny Johnny Cagney Goes apocalypse here comes a bonny Johnny Wagner Comes apocalypse there goes a bonny Johnny Cagney Goes apocalypse here comes a bonny Johnny Wagner Comes apocalypse Goes apocalypse Comes apocalypse there goes a bonny Johnny Cagney Goes apocalypse here comes a bonny Johnny Wagner Comes apocalypse Goes apocalypse Asylum asylum Asylum asylum Tally ho Grey Chops Go Grey Chops See em off see em off see em off see em off see em off see em off See em off see em off see em off see em off see em off see em off Comes apocalypse there goes a bonny Johnny Cagney Goes apocalypse here comes a bonny Johnny Wagner Comes apocalypse Goes apocalypse Asylum asylum Asylum asylum Old Grey Chops is dead long live Grey Chops The wind cries hill rain The wind cries hill rain The wind cries hill rain The wind cries hill rain Bon apres midi Bon apres midi Bon apres midi Bon apres midi Bon apres midi Bon apres midi I don’t wanna be a wannabe I wanna be a somebody But if I wanna be a somebody That makes me a wannabe I don’t wanna be I don’t wanna be I don’t wanna be I don’t wanna be I don’t wanna be a wannabe I don’t wanna be a wannabe Hill rain! Hill rain, So cool in the summertime Hill rain, So passive in wintertime Hill rain Hill rain Hill rain The folks on the hill bearing profiles so low (Hill rain) Living on the high ground safe from floods down below (Hill rain) Rain that soddens the ground into valley of tears (Hill rain) Children laughing with joy when the rainbow appears Hill rain! Hill rain, So cool in the summertime Hill rain, So passive in wintertime Hill rain Hill rain Hill rain Hill rain is a friend to the wayward and strays (Hill rain) And to all of the lonely hearts lost in the maze (Hill rain) Let the storm clouds abound with the break of the dawn (Hill rain) And we’ll shower in downpour when new day is born Hill rain! Those boots those boots listen to those boots Worn on the feet of the Rosewood Brigade Aching and tired they proudly march through our streets again Back from the jaws of hell Setting an unprecedented new world of freedom Defeating the merciless torment of oppression and fear Returning us to our dignity justice and peace Giving this wonderful land back to our beloved citizens I hear the bugles call with the marching sound of a Rumpty tumpty tiddely umpty I hear distant bugles call I see the lights of home as we march along to a Rumpty tumpty tiddely umpty I can see the lights of home Those boots those boots listen to those boots Those bruised and blood spattered limbs Have trekked the beaten path Have slayed the dragons and the warlords Who dared to rob us of our freedom and independence And beloved Rosewood emblem As we sleep safe in our beds tonight We light a candle and say a prayer of thanks As we listen to the boots of the Rosewood Brigade Marching through theirs and our streets of home Opening up the gates of freedom To our treasured heritage Return return the Rosewood emblem Return return the Rosewood emblem Return return the Rosewood emblem Return return the Rosewood emblem He’s a morris dancer morris dancer morris dancer morris dancer Morris dancer morris dancer morris dancer morris dancer They who restoreth their souls when baptised In the waters of Kereth will endure omnipotence Do do do doing it Doing their own thing Covet in splendour the soul that will sitteth At the right hand of humble deeds and righteousness Do do do doing it Doing their own thing You gotta do your own thing You gotta do your own thing You gotta do your own thing You gotta do your own thing Life’s too short and you’re on your own Will you see results from the seeds you’ve sewn Well I’m doing it doing my own thing Doing it doing it Well I’m doing it doing my own thing You gotta do your own thing You gotta do your own thing You gotta do your own thing You gotta do your own thing Time goes fast so I hear them say Life’s what you make it live it today And I’m doing it doing my own thing Doing it doing it And I’m doing it doing my own thing You gotta do your own thing You gotta do your own thing You gotta do your own thing You gotta do your own thing Don’t waste time doing what you hate Every day is precious don’t leave it too late So I’m doing it doing my own thing Doing it doing it So I’m doing it doing my own thing So I’m doing it doing my own thing Doing it doing it So I’m doing it doing my own thing So I’m doing it doing my own thing Doing it doing it So I’m doing it doing my own thing As told by the tablets of Kereth in golden days of yore Those who follow this pathway will relinquisheth all and be hallowed Doing their own thing Fat cats and Irishmen are so profound Pushing the river rats well underground All mighty words put down by tongue and pen Two cultures thrown back in the mix again There’s more outlaws on the loose Now Robin Hood is in reverse Now bailed out from the eight ball plight All gratitude to mother’s purse The glory days are well in reach And then the Irish eyes will smile So ditch the grey and put the green Back in the treasured Emerald Isle Fat cats and Irishmen work for harmony again No winners in this race saved by amazing grace First past the post never mind the host Proportional representation isn’t that easy a quotation One more sunrise then we’re home and dry! Perfect harmony always caring always sharing Perfect harmony perfect harmony Every day is like a lazy carefree summer holiday Perfect ha ha harmony Perfect ha ha harmony We’re sharing love in perfect harmony Perfect harmony always caring always sharing Perfect harmony perfect harmony Every day is like a lazy carefree summer holiday Perfect ha ha harmony Perfect ha ha harmony We’re sharing love in perfect harmony Big fishes call the tune you have no say Smug joy to see the powder monkeys play Spin doctors weave the web and make the match Old Milton Friedman brought them up to scratch Present market forces always Dictate hyped up to the nine And now we’re batting for the other Team turn water into wine With every fat cat ever sponsored By the proletariat The Irishman is always wary Of their welcome on the mat Fat cats and Irishmen endeavouring to find common ground Forming the fundamental basis of respect and candour There are no winners in this race Soon to be saved by amazing grace One more sunrise then we’re home and dry! Yeh, yeh yeh yeh yeh I always took Ida up I never put Ida down If you send my Ida up Well then I’ll really go to town Ida down Ida down don’t put my Ida down Ida down Ida down don’t put my Ida down Ida down Ida down don’t put my Ida down Ida down Ida down don’t p p p p p p put my Ida down All mouth and trousers All mouth and trousers All mouth and trousers That’s what you are that’s what you are that’s what you are All mouth and trousers All mouth and trousers All mouth and trousers That’s what you are that’s what you are that’s what you are Don’t bend my ear Don’t talk me into it Don’t bend my ear It’s getting more absurd You talk the hind legs off a mule I get the picture cut the rhubarb I’m nobody’s fool You’re making no impression with your ten to the dozen Don’t think you’re going to end the night as my kissing cousin Put your money where your mouth is Put your honey and your sweet talk away Dutch courage is one thing reality another Tomorrow is another day All mouth and trousers All mouth and trousers All mouth and trousers That’s what you are that’s what you are that’s what you are All mouth and trousers All mouth and trousers All mouth and trousers That’s what you are that’s what you are that’s what you are All mouth and trousers All mouth and trousers All mouth and trousers That’s what you are that’s what you are that’s what you are All mouth and trousers All mouth and trousers All mouth and trousers That’s what you are that’s what you are that’s what you are Don’t bend my ear Don’t talk me into it Don’t bend my ear It’s getting more absurd You talk the hind legs off a mule I get the picture cut the rhubarb I’m nobody’s fool You’re making no impression with your ten to the dozen Don’t think you’re going to end the night as my kissing cousin Put your money where your mouth is Put your honey and your sweet talk away Dutch courage is one thing reality another Tomorrow is another day All mouth and trousers All mouth and trousers All mouth and trousers That’s what you are that’s what you are that’s what you are All mouth and trousers All mouth and trousers All mouth and trousers That’s what you are that’s what you are that’s what you are Don’t bend my ear Don’t talk me into it Don’t bend my ear It’s getting more absurd You talk the hind legs off a mule I get the picture Cut the rhubarb I’m nobody’s fool You’re making no impression with your ten to the dozen Don’t think you’re going to end the night as my kissing cousin Put your money where your mouth is Put your honey and your sweet talk away Dutch courage is one thing reality another Tomorrow is another day |