Down in Albion

Back From The Dead I heard it said You had come back from the dead You were playing so fine Scooping up the soul of the wine Now courage my boy When they look you in the eye Try not to look too scummy If you need some money And you want their money N

Now here's a tale Tale I will tell Bloodlust, theft and no sweet love And a many, many things I do so well Oh you know that that's the end That's the end so far away down They said that I was as good as dead There was hope, but not hope for us togeth

They would if they could, but they can't So if they talk like they could Are you going to heed a word they say All I'm trying to say was I'm in love with a feeling I know that it shows Yes I'm in love with a feeling And I don't care who knows There's

Oh Paddy put the pipe down If you got the right sound If it's not the right sound Then neither am I, oh my oh my Do your sums Work out a fairer way If it comes undone Just paper over the cracks And there ain't no turning back Oh on The Sun They make

(previously known as Conversation Diva) I'll tell you a story but you won't listen It's about a nightmare steeped in tradition It's the story of a coked-up pansy Who spends his nights in a flights of fancy Met two fellas over gin and mixers They talk

Ah, tell me What did I dream? Cause nothing's as it seems On the way back down, for me What did I dream? Cause nothing's as it seems On the way back round, for me Nothing's gonna keep me from my What did I dream? No one's gonna keep me from my What d

There's a lesson I have learnt If you play with fire you will get burnt Hell hath no fury Like woman scorned I'll tell you my story Make you wish you never, wish you... Wish you never never, wish you never been born I may never learn, never know I ma

Down in Albion They're black and blue But we don't talk about that Are you from 'round here? How do you do? I'd like to talk about that Talk over Gin in teacups And leaves on the lawn Violence in bus stops And the pale thin girl with eyes forlorn Mor