Founds total 9 songs
Gotta Getaway
Gotta gotta getaway, gotta gotta getaway. . You know there ain't no street like home. To make you feel so all alone. Plenty of folk to tell you what to do.
White Noise
Rastus is a nigger, thug, mugger, junkie. Black gollywog, big horny monkey. Pimp, pusher, coon, grinning pick-a-ninny. Send him home soon, back to the trees.
Wait And See
Hah!. . When we started we thought we were great. Though nobody else agreed. Just you and I wasting our time. Playing and singing out of key. . And they said we played too loud.
Rough Trade
Yeah!. Record boss said we would be a smash. Yeah, go straight to Number One. He talked of hits and tours and lots of cash. And all the time it wasn't on.
Gotta Gettaway
Gotta. Gotta gettaway. Gotta. Gotta gettaway. . You know there ain't no street like home. To make you feel so all alone. Too many folk to tell you what to do.
Fly The Flag
Gimme a country that's red, white and blue. Gimme the British way, honest and true. Gimme the chance to be one of the few. Gimme-gimme-gimme-gimme-gimme.
Barbed Wire Love
I met you in No Man's Land. Across the wire we were holding hands. Hearts a-bubble in the rubble. It was love at bomb site. . Well, all you give me is barbed wire love.
Alternative Ulster
There's nothin' for us in Belfast. The Pound's old, and that's a pity. OK, so there's the Trident in Bangor. And then you walk back to the city. We ain't got nothin' but they don't really care.
78 Rpm
Sixty-nine, it was fine. You say, but by seventy-nine it's gonna be mine. I say. Seventy, seventy-one rang the knell. Seventy-two, we went through hell.
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