The Jam Lyrics
The Jam Lyrics
"THE ETON RIFLES Lyrics"
Phil's Farm Lyrics
On Phil's Farm the action's slow We sit and watch the tractors go Day and Night Night and Day We don't shower We don't shave We all live like Kings But all eat like pigs
On Phil's Farm the action's slow We sit and watch the tractors go Day and Night Night and Day We don't shower We don't shave We all live like Kings But all eat like pigs
THE ETON RIFLES
Sup up your beer and collect your fags -
There's a row going on down near Slough.
Get out your mat and pray to the West.
I'll get out mine and pray for myself.
Thought you were smart when you took them on,
But you didn't take a peep in their artillery room.
All that rugby puts hairs on your chest.
What chance have you got against a tie and a cre
13 Fingers Lyrics
Bleeding on your highway baby Harvest is a' coming in the season of Dying I trace the skull in your face and remember I kissed a girl with 13 fingers Mutate Insectile Mutate
st?Bleeding on your highway baby Harvest is a' coming in the season of Dying I trace the skull in your face and remember I kissed a girl with 13 fingers Mutate Insectile Mutate
Hello-Hurrah - what a nice day for the Eton Rifles.
Hello-Hurrah - I hope rain stops play for the Eton Rifles.
Thought you were clever when you lit the fuse,
Tore down the house of commons in your brand new shoes,
Composed a revolutionary symphony,
Then went to bed with a charming young thing.
Hello-Hurrah - cheers then, mate. It's the Eton Rifles.
Hello-Hurrah
Memorabilia Lyrics
[Originally performed by Soft Cell] wherever I go I take a little piece of you I collect I reject photographs I took of you well times I passed through so many face
an extremist scrape with the Eton Rifles.[Originally performed by Soft Cell] wherever I go I take a little piece of you I collect I reject photographs I took of you well times I passed through so many face
What a catalyst you turned out to be:
Loaded the guns, then you run off home for your tea -
Left me standing like a guilty schoolboy...
What a catalyst you turned out to be:
Loaded the guns, then you run off home for your tea -
Left me standing like a naughty schoolboy...
We came out of it naturally the worst:
Beaten and bl
She Gives Lyrics
I wish I was alive I give all I have to you And still I am nothing I can’t believe you hurt me I sold my life away I sold myself for praise Still I suffer here in vain Ple
oody, and I was sick down my shirt.I wish I was alive I give all I have to you And still I am nothing I can’t believe you hurt me I sold my life away I sold myself for praise Still I suffer here in vain Ple
We were no match for their untamed wit,
Though some of the lads said they'd be back next week.
Hello-Hurrah - it's the price to price to pay to the Eton Rifles.
Hello-Hurrah - I'd prefer the plague to the Eton Rifles.
Hello-Hurrah - it's the price to pay to the Eton Rifles.
Hello-Hurrah - I'd prefer the plague to the Eton Rifles.