Here
are the lyrics of my album, 'Actions' c+p Mark O'Connor 2002.
The
Lyzirics
1
- Cum on boys
Sample
"S
Albini - Are you the guy who came from Ireland
M
O'Connor - Yeah I’m that stupid fucker
S
Albini - Alright! You got balls of Iron...
M
O'Connor - There you go..."
Don’t
have a right to
Don’t
want to wake up alone
Dont
have a right to moan
Looking
for changes that’ll last
Look
into the future, into the past
May
it please the court
Oh
Come on boys, It’s only a change
One
you’re going to have to live up to some day
Don’t
have a right to
Don’t
ever write to
Don’t
want to live to lie
Dont
let Batty’s
Don’t
let Knockrockstock die
Looking
for changes that’ll last
Wanna
see the future, look into the past
May
it please the court
Oh
Come on boys, It’s only a change
One
you’re going to have to live up to some day
Don’t
have a right to
2
- Soldier
And
every time I see your face I still crack.
And
all the obviousness turns black.
I
wish I had their score, lover.
Graphic
illustration of mood curves
You
know things are better left unsaid
Snakes
and ladders in the head
Accurate
but don’t describe
Never
end, an end in sight.
I
used to be that small,
I
used to know it all
I
used to be much older
I
was that
Soldier
And
I like to go to the seaside in the summer
And
build sand castles all day
Pointless
tragedy braggers
Supports
the stretched balance bar and the weakest link
Things
are boiling over
I
used to be that small,
I
used to know it all
I
used to be much older
I
was that
Soldier
3
- Truth
fly
Truth
fly around here
But
I can’t care about no truth fly
Tooth
died last year
But
I can’t care about Tooth dieing
Isreal
and Palestine
Whatever
Níl
aon hintean mar do hintean fein
Nach
ea?
Ní
hea!
4
- Snowbow
Crazy
bitch
Laughing
in a ditch
A
streaker on a pitch
I’m
gonna save you
Old
dears
Piling
on the years
Wish
I could save you
From
all your tears
G8
Carlo’s
head on a plate
Don’t
take a genius
To
see what comes next
Lazy
bones
Throwing
holy stones
Just
leave them alone
I’m
gonna save you
Suicidal
snow
Makes
a black rainbow
It’s
bending over you
And
I can’t save you
Suicidal
bitch
Carving
up her wrists
Last
one on my list
I’m
gonna save you.
5
- Revolution
All
the bastards had their way
On
the Via Apia
Me
and 6000 slaves
Met
our untimely death
I
looked Kirk Douglas in the eye
I
said “I’m not Spartacus
I
never wanted to die
What
a fucking mess
You
and your
Revolution”
All
the bastards had their way
On
the Genoa day
Carlo’s
blood spilt all over
my
nice ice cream
Me
and the Genoa alumni
Still
have the scars
And
to the Irish consulate in Rome I have to say
"Attaboy
Attaboy
We
couldn’t have done it without you
Our
revolution"
You
say you want a revolution
We
all want to change the world
Raping
all the rich bitches
They’re
gonna have to respect you the morning after the
Revolution
Come
on
Aw
yeah you know what mother fucking time it is
It’s
revolution time and it will not be televised
6
- Three
Ships
Sample
"This is the sound of some protestors getting beaten by the Italian police
in Genoa in 2001...
AAAAawwwwwwwww
AAaaaww AWWWAW bang bang PRENZA! PRENZA!
I
AM PRENZA!!!
Aw yeah, this one goes out to all the mother fuckers
who were in Genoa, ye know what I'm sayin'"
I’ve
got 3 ships
Given
to me by the king
Gonna
set sail round the world
Fuck
over all the natives
He’s
got 3 ships
The
Stina, the santa, the tia maria,
Gonna
set sail,
Give
the land back to the natives
This
town is just like Genoa,
My
town, yes just like Genoa
Any
town, just like Genoa
Your
town just like Genoa
This
town is just like Genoa,
Your
town just like Genoa
Any
town, just like Genoa
Your
town just like Genoa
You
shouldn’t have gone there boy
You
knew you were only getting yourself into trouble
Jaysus,
them carbonieri laced into ye something fuckin terrible
Ha?
Viscious
circle world debt,
I’m
a fuckin hippy why don’t you fucking kill me?
Arms
trade
Sweatshop
Kyoto
Famine
IMF
World
Bank
WTO
George
W Bush
3rd
World debt
A
little AIDS PANDEMIC
And
the Teargas
Storming
of the Diaz school
Mr
Carbonieri
You’ve
been watching too much TV
Berlisconi’s
TV
7
- Lone
Swan
Lone
Swan, where are you going?
Lone
Swan, who do you love?
You
mum, your dad, your sygnets?
You
mum, your dad, your sygnets?
Oh
your sygnets.
Lone
swan, where are you going?
Lone
swan, who do you love?
Lone
swan, where is your partner?
Lone
swan, who do you love?
8
- Oscar
and Prince
Sample “No bridge, save Plassey”
Born
to the river under the sun
82
year old, mother of 1.
Kathleen
Reale, I can’t make sense
A
lover of swans, winding up dead
Oh
I’m giving up
On
to another pillar of truth
Granduncle’s
chalet, seasons pollute
Dan
O’Neill, I can’t make sense
And
did they kill your dogs,
Oscar
and Prince?
Oh
I’m giving up
This
one goes out to all the souls
Who
took their lives, in river so cold.
Ancient
mother, what will you do?
Didn’t
you know that I loved you too?
9
- The
Church of Latter day Antichrists
Stop
Stop
Stop
look around
Take
a circus out of your cunt
Relax
and see that
There’s
no point
And
Joni Mitchell knows the way
You
and I belong in life
You
and I belong in love
Suicide
crystal ball buster
Stained
glass cunts will
Totally
look the job
In
windows of our new church
Of
latter day antichrists
You
and I agree
The
time we share is liberty
But
no one’s ever really free
You
and I belong in love
You
and I belong in life
Suicide
crystal ball buster
Rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrroarrrrrrrrrrrrr
10
- Wurst
1
time, 2 time
That
our lives may end on the same day
Flowing
and flying
Zu
zu zu zu zu
That
our lives may end on the same day
Flowing
and flying
Zu
zu zu zu zu
I’ve
got you to put on my forklift
I’ve
got you to Ibrahim Ferrer me
To
stop me turning to the worst kind of man
And
you’re tuned to lost in space AM
Minus
infinity to plus infinity on your AM dial
24
hours a day, 7 days a week, 363 days a year
Zu
Zu ZU
I’ve
got you to catch fingers in van doors
I’ve
got you to put up with my shit
Stop
me turning to the worst kind of man
Arriba
Uno,
dos, tres, quatroz
Estamos
en Limerick Ireland
Te
quiero
11
- Sun
Sugar
Can’t
fingerpick for shit
Notes
fall from my wrist
Autumn
sun finds me out
Swallows
heading south
But
I’ll follow your sun
There’s
work to be done
Yes
I’ll follow your sun
Healing
still to be done
I
love you
You
know it’s true
And
I’ll follow your sun
There’s
work to be done
Yes
I’ll follow your sun
Healing
still to be done
I
love you, I love you, I love you,
I
love you, I love you, I love you,
I
love you, I love you, I love you,
I
love you, I love you, I love you,
I
love you, I love you, I love you,
I
love you, I love you, I love you
Some
lyrics from the MP3s
on Actions -
Let's
start war on Iraq.
Let’s
start war on Iraq
Blow
the towelheads back
To
the stone age
Cattle
all our rage
Suicide
regimes
Fight
until it seems
All
the money’s made
For
the arms trade
And
it all seems to me
That
it’s all a victory
For
SATAN’S COCK
Comet
Time
on my side
I've
got so much time
To
decide
To
deliv'r/or die
I
never knew that
I
never knew that about you
Tell
my dad
Not
to worry about me
I'm
hitchin a ride
On
the next comet out of here
I
never knew that
I
never knew that about you
You're
saying it all, but you're not even listening
There
she goes
riding
high
On
her way to an empty day
Broken
Knees
Falling
down
To
broken knees
You're
leaving me
Oh
baby please
Carlo
Dig
Deep
Dig
twice as deep
Sad
I
feel sad and sorry for you
Sold
yourself down the river
I
said I'd pitch my tent
If
you really gave a fuck
You'd
take some action
P + C
and all that crap, Mark O’Connor, 2002.