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Step Right Up
01:00
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Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, children of all ages,
don't be afraid to step right up! Be enchanted, blown away,
but above all, be amused.
The following acts will unveil the world's many faces!
Faces with or without a smile, faces of sadness with stubborn frowns.
Filled with malice, mischief, bile, the fools, the jokers and the clowns.
Release the monsters and the men, upon a world so woebegone.
We say you time and time again, the freakshow of life is always on...
Let us begin...
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2. |
The Feckin' Freakshow
04:32
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Release the monsters and the men
There’s madness you won’t understand
Don’t make a peep, don’t make a sound
The Feckin’ Freakshow’s back in town
Unseen offences on your mind
Will make you vulnerable inside
You’re letting all the demons in
Indifference, a deadly sin
Your senses trampled underfoot
Brainwashing all the neighbourhood
There’s no defence at the estate
Stay inside, they’re at the gate
But if you’re looking for some fun
Come on down, we’ve just begun
We welcome one, we welcome all
At our haunted carnival
An eerie feeling crawling up
Your spinal cord, devoid of blood
Controlling chaos with a grin
Combining chills on bones and skin
We may be mad, but not insane
The crowd's support is what we aim for
Join us, in our game of chance
Face your fears, clap your hands
Commanding reason, fear and greed
Complete obedience we need
Free will that wasn’t even there
Now in a state of disrepair
You think you’re safe? Think again
Illusions that will understand
The time it takes to judge and frown
The Feckin’ Freakshow’s back in town
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Somebody`s under the bed
Whoever can it be?
I feel so very nervous
I call for Joanee
Joanee lights the candle
But there’s nobody there
Hey! Hi! Diddeleedai
And out goes she
Skipping rope still turning
Children at their play
In and out of Clarendon Street
In and out to pray
I haven’t prayed for twenty years
Or sung a happy song
Since praying went with innocence
And the devil played along
And we all went up to the Mero
Hey there! Who’s your man?
It’s only Johnny ‘40 coats’
Sure he’s a desperate man
Bang Bang shoots the buses
With his golden key
Hey! Hi! Diddeleedai
And out goes she
Me father was a stater
And me mother loved a tan
She loved her Hafner’s sausages
And her soldier fancy man
Noel’s up in Jacob’s
And Mary’s on the town
And I joined the transport union
When they said me nose was brown
And we all went up to the Mero
Hey there! Who’s your man
It’s Alfie Byrne out walking
Sure he’s a decent man
Bang Bang shoots the buses
With his golden key
Hey! Hi! Diddeleedai
And out goes she
I’ve a tanner for the Mero
And me confo money’s hid
If Mary’s in the family way
She can blame the Cisco kid
I’ll be langers in the morning
Me longers need a patch
Ah, Jesus! There’s Con Martin
I hope he’s won the match
Me uncle had a wolfhound
That never had to pee
But Hairy Lemon snatched it
Down on Eden quay
Now I have me primo
And me scapulars are blue
For helping the black babies
And Dolly Fossett too
And we all went up to the Mero
Hey there! Who’s your man?
It’s Brendan Behan out walking
Sure he’s a ginger man
Bang Bang shoots the buses
With his golden key
Hey! Hi! Diddeleedai
And out goes she
It’s true that Dublin’s changing
Since the pillar was blown down
By the winds of violence
That are buggering up the town
We used to solve a difference
With a digging match and a jar
But now they’re all playing bang-bang
That’s going too bloody far
And we all went up to the Mero
Hey there! Who’s your man?
It’s only me guardian angel
Get a large one for your man
There’s no use bleedin` rushing
Sure now it’s the holy hour
A plenary indulgence
And another baby power
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4. |
Skipping Stones
03:47
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Every day’s
Exactly the same
Running around and going nowhere
There’s never time enough to go where
You really want to be
Jumping through hoops
Breaking your back
Trying to find out what is real
Or even how it makes you feel
And whether this is all there is
You got to get your shit together and come out and play
Quit skipping stones, quit skipping stones
It’s never easy when you’re living out
On the edge
Nothing to do
Wasting your time
Fiddle about and watch the world turn
All around you while you sit there
Without a goal in life
Spit in the sea
Mucking about
Trying to live your life alone
Squeezing blood from every stone
But there’s nothing to be found
You got to get your shit together and come out and play
Quit skipping stones, quit skipping stones
It’s never easy when you’re living out
On the edge
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5. |
Beautiful Girl
03:10
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Met a fair maid just down the road
Ooh-ooh what a beautiful girl
Saw her as she stepped up off the boat
What a beautiful girl she was
And her hair was long, her lips were red
Didn’t look away, looked at me instead
So I turned to her, walked up and said
What a beautiful girl she was
She turned and smiled from ear to ear
Ooh-ooh what a beautiful girl
And I told her all the things she wanted to hear
What a beautiful girl she was
Well she stopped her pace and smiled and said
“Why thank you sir,” how do you like that?
“I was all alone, I’m glad we met”
What a beautiful girl she was
Oh if I could court that lass
Ooh-ooh what a beautiful girl
I would be a man most blessed
What a beautiful girl she was
For she is fair and she is right
A daring girl, my heart’s delight
Such beauty I could not deny
What a beautiful girl she was
At night she showed up at my door
Ooh-ooh what a beautiful girl
Looking even better than before
What a beautiful girl she was
Well she’d done her hair and smelled all sweet
And asked if she could stay with me
Now that she’s all mine to keep
What a beautiful girl I’ve got
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6. |
Mary Goes Round
07:38
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Let me tell you the tale of ol’ Mary Kildare
She’d the greenest of eyes she had long golden hair
She’s the belle of the town but sailors beware
Don’t try nothing stupid ‘cause Mary’s been there
And if you think you’re the one taking her home
Think again soldier, you’re going home alone
A wealthy man’s riches, they might make her moan
But not more than once, he’s left on his own
And if you’ll just listen and hush down your voice
You might hear the boys, singing of her exploits
Singing Mary goes ‘round
Mary goes ‘round
Just one look at her will have you jump up and down
Mary goes ‘round
Mary goes ‘round
She’d done all your friends before your feet touched the
ground
Now the scene it is set, but the legend lives on
Of ol’ Mary Kildare and her hunger for fun
Now the men of the town they all live by the gun
But don’t shoot too slow, ‘cause Mary’s long gone
Oh she doesn’t care if you finish or not
The second she’s done, she’s back in her spot
To pick up a new guy to see what he’s got
See if he’s capable, give him a shot
And if you’ll just listen and hush down your voice
You might hear the boys, singing of her exploits
Singing Mary goes ‘round
Mary goes ‘round
Just one look at her will have you jump up and down
Mary goes ‘round
Mary goes ‘round
She’d done all your friends before your feet touched the
ground
“Oi, Mary, you want to come over to my place?!”
After some decades of living this way
Ol’ Mary got older, her hair turning grey
The men still kept coming ‘cause she knew how to sway
Them all into thinking, that it was okay
On her last day poor Mary slept with the wrong swain
He gave her the clap, but she didn’t complain
The men tried to save her, but it was in vain
The illness had spread, and yet reached her brain
And if you’ll just listen and hush down your voice
You might hear the boys, singing of her exploits
Singing Mary goes ‘round
Mary goes ‘round
Just one look at her will have you jump up and down
Mary goes ‘round
Mary goes ‘round
She’d done all your friends before your feet touched the
ground
Now the women were cheering and every man cried
The boys disappointed, they were too young to try
The girls were excited to be next in line
It was a black day in town when poor Mary died
And if you’ll just listen and hush down your voice
You might hear the boys, singing of her exploits
Singing Mary goes ‘round
Mary goes ‘round
Just one look at her will have you jump up and down
Mary goes ‘round
Mary goes ‘round
She’d done all your friends before your feet touched the
ground
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7. |
Tonight I'm Stayin' In
03:17
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I’ve spent my whole life getting plastered
Every one and other day
Rum on weekdays, whiskey weekends
There was Guinness everyday
I never got a woman
For more than just a night
But I was too busy drinking
So I didn’t really mind
Tonight I’m staying in
Tonight I’m staying in
Tonight I’m staying in with you
There never was a drawback
My body young enough
No limits but a blackout
Yeah, I was feeling tough
Still after some years
I still called it a life
My beer career is passing
I’m taking a dive
Tonight I’m staying in
Tonight I’m staying in
Tonight I’m staying in with you
Nowadays I only drink
Every other day
I'm cutting down my daily dose
Yeah this is my new way
A drink every second night
Keeps the doc at home
I cut my habit for my belle
Now I’m skipping stones
Tonight I’m staying in
Tonight I’m staying in
Tonight I’m staying in with you
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8. |
The Dying Rebel
05:01
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The night was dark, the fight was over
The moon shone down O’Connell Street
I stood alone, where brave men perished
Those men have gone, their God to meet
My only son was shot in Dublin
Fighting for his country bold
He fought for Ireland, Ireland only
The Harp and Shamrock, Green, White, Gold
The first I met was a grey-haired father
Searching for his only son
I said “Old man, there’s no use searching
For up to heaven, your son has gone”
The old man cried out broken hearted
Bending o’er I heard him say:
“I knew my son was too kind hearted,
I knew my son would never yield”
The last I met was a dying rebel
Bending low I heard him say:
“God bless my home in dear Cork City,
God bless the cause for which I die.”
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9. |
Silver Linings
03:58
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Recently kicked out of school
My friends thought it was really cool
My education has been put on hold another year
But now I’m working all day long
I’m getting big, I’m getting strong
And I made some money from the books I sold
It’s been my best and worst day all at once
I wrecked my liver tore my gums
But the doctor dentist made them look alright
It’s been my best and worst day all at once
I went insane messed up my puns
But the shrink and linguist made me think alright
Arrested just the other day
They locked me up inside the jail
I don’t know what to do
I guess I’ll wait until I’m free
But now that I’ve got time to spare
I’m guessing that it’s kind of fair
That while I’m in I’ll rehabilitate
It’s been my best and worst day all at once
I wrecked my liver tore my gums
But the doctor dentist made them look alright
It’s been my best and worst day all at once
I went insane messed up my puns
But the shrink and linguist made me think alright
After my lobotomy
I swear to god it’s hard to see
The difference between the bottom
and the top side of my head
But now that part’s been cut away
It’s easier for me to say
They turned me right, I’m no longer messed up
It’s been my best and worst day all at once
I wrecked my liver tore my gums
But the doctor dentist made them look alright
It’s been my best and worst day all at once
I went insane messed up my puns
But the shrink and linguist made me think alright
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10. |
Follow Me Up To Carlow
04:09
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Lift MacCahir Og your face
Broodin’ o’er the old disgrace
That Black Fitzwilliam stormed your place
and took you to the Fern
Grey said victory was sure
Soon the firebrand he’d secure
Until he met at Glenmalure
with Feach McHugh O’Byrne
Curse and swear, Lord Kildare
Feach will do what Feach will dare
Now Fitzwilliam have a care
Fallen is your star, low
Up with halberd, out with sword
on we’ll go for by the Lord
Feach McHugh has given the word
“Follow me up to Carlow”
See the swords of Glen Imayle
They’re flashing o’er the English Pale
See all the children of the Gael
Beneath O’Byrne’s banners
Rooster of the fighting stock
Would you let a Saxon cock
Crow out upon an Irish Rock
Fly up and teach him manners
Curse and swear, Lord Kildare
Feach will do what Feach will dare
Now Fitzwilliam have a care
Fallen is your star, low
Up with halberd, out with sword
on we’ll go for by the Lord
Feach McHugh has given the word
“Follow me up to Carlow”
From Tassagart to Clonmore
There flows a stream of Saxon gore
Oh, great is Rory Oge O’More
At sending loons to Hades
White is sick and Lane is fled
Now for black Fitzwilliam’s head
We’ll send it over, dripping red
to Liza and her ladies
Curse and swear, Lord Kildare
Feach will do what Feach will dare
Now Fitzwilliam have a care
Fallen is your star, low
Up with halberd, out with sword
on we’ll go for by the Lord
Feach McHugh has given the word
“Follow me up to Carlow”
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11. |
Two More Pints
05:20
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Two more pints before the night is over
Two more pints before we’re going home
Two more pints before the pub is closing
Two more pints, just get me two more pints
A lifetime is over we’re down on our luck
The job sites are closing not making a buck
We have to step up get away from the ruck
Tomorrow we’re leaving, now off to the pub
So get me
Two more pints before the night is over
Two more pints before we’re going home
Two more pints before the pub is closing
Two more pints, just get me two more pints
Packed all our things and we left for the quay
No doubts, no regrets there’s no reason to stay
The ship’s leaving port, we’re sailing away
To the horizon and a better day
Six months at sea we’re exploring new lands
Hoisting the flag with our blistering hands
Dangerous waters alarming the men
Let’s turn her around get away from the strand
So get me
Two more pints before the night is over
Two more pints before we’re going home
Two more pints before the pub is closing
Two more pints, just get me two more pints
The turn came too late now we’re losing the fight
Where the waves hit the beach we’re losing our might
There’s a hole in the hull there is water on deck
The ship’s going down soon we’ll just be a wreck
So get me
Two more pints before the night is over
Two more pints before we’re going home
Two more pints before the pub is closing
Two more pints, just get me two more pints
The wreckage has left us all broken and torn
The words speak of courage unheard of before
But we’re still alright and get back on our feet
Not backing down, not admitting defeat
So get me
Two more pints before the night is over
Two more pints before we’re going home
Two more pints before the pub is closing
Two more pints, just get me two more pints
Two more pints, just get me two more pints
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The Royal Spuds Leiden, Netherlands
A bit of punk, a pinch of good old rock music and whole lot of folkie tunes is what The Royal Spuds call throwing a party in
style!
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