DIE BESTEN HEAVY-METAL-HYMNEN (TEIL 1): MEDIEVAL STEEL – MEDIEVAL STEEL

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DIE BESTEN HEAVY-METAL-HYMNEN

(TEIL 1)

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MEDIEVAL STEEL

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VON

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MEDIEVAL STEEL

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There was a time long ago
When men fought for steel
The sword was worth more than gold
And easy to make the kill
Twenty years in the gallows
One slave began to rise
He fights a thousand battles
With hatred in his eyes

Beyond the sands of time
Within the realm of the mind
There is a land where life and death
Are ruled by steel
Out of this land five conquering heroes
Arose to make their stand
Throughout their journey
They stake their claim
That they are the warlords
By the name Medieval Steel

Chorus:
Medieval steel cuts you like a knife
Warriors on the battlefield
Laying down their life for steel

Then came the day he was set free
Free to roam this land
Iron will in his heart
And his sword in his hand
He began to take command
Over the mountains, through the glen
Came the king and his marching men
To fight the fight and to kill the slave
When the fight was over he was saved

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DIE BESTEN TRINKER-SONGS (TEIL 12): BOTTOMS UP – ACID

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DIE BESTEN TRINKER-SONGS

(TEIL 12)

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BOTTOMS UP

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VON

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ACID

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STUDIO 1984:

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Drinking amounts of bad beer
Too drunk to get behind the wheel
Where the hell could I be
What the fuck’s going on with me

Bottoms up, drinking a lot
Bottoms up, empty your cup
Bottoms up, bottoms up

Lots of small animals
Are coming straight at me
Pink and green, black and white
Which way’s left, which way is right

I had whiskey, vodka and gin
Tomorrow I’ll start all over again
There are some other holes to dig
I feel pissed off and very very sick

My life is one big party
Where I am the special guest
To celebrate you need money
No time to lay down, no place to rest

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acid3

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DIE BESTEN SONGS DES SHANE MACGOWAN (TEIL 21): DARK STREETS OF LONDON – THE POGUES

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DIE BESTEN SONGS DES

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SHANE MACGOWAN

(TEIL 21)

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DARK STREETS OF LONDON

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VON

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THE POGUES

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STUDIO 1984:

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DEMO 1983:

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I liked to walk in the summer breeze
Down Dalling Road by the dead old trees
And drink with my friends
In the Hammersmith Broadway
Dear dirty old drunken
Delightful old days

Then the winter came down and I loved it so dearly
The pubs and the bookies where you’d spend all your time
And the old men that were singing
When the roses bloom again
And turn once again
To a new summertime

Then the winter comes down
And I can’t stand the chill
That comes to the streets around Christmas time
And I’m buggered to damnation
And I haven’t got a penny
To wander the dark streets of London

Every time that I look on the first day of summer
Takes me back to the place where they gave ECT
And the drugged up psychos
With death in their eyes
And all of this really
Means nothing to me

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DIE BESTEN TRINKER-SONGS (TEIL 10): WAXIE’S DARGLE – THE POGUES

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DIE BESTEN TRINKER-SONGS

(TEIL 10)

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WAXIE’S DARGLE

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VON

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THE POGUES

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STUDIO 1984:

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LIVE 1986:

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Says my aul‘ wan to your aul‘ wan
„Will ye go to the Waxies dargle?“
Says your aul‘ wan to my aul‘ wan,
„Sure I haven’t got a farthing.
I went down to Monto town
To see uncle McArdle
But he wouldn’t give me a half a crown
For to go to the Waxies dargle.

What’ll you have? I’ll have a pint
I’ll have a pint with you, sir,
And if one of you doesn’t order soon
We’ll be chucked out of the boozer.

Says my aul‘ wan to your aul‘ wan
„Will ye go to the Galway races?“
Says your aul‘ wan to my aul‘ wan,
„With the price of my aul‘ lad’s braces“
I went down to Capel Street
To the Jewish moneylenders
But they wouldn’t give me a couple of bob on
My aul‘ wan’s lad’s suspenders.

Says my aul‘ wan to your aul‘ wan
„We’ve got no beef nor mutton
But if we go down to Monto town
We’ll get a drink for nuttin'“
Here’s a piece of sound advice
Got from an aul‘ fishmonger:
„When the food is scarce and you see the hearse
Then you’ll know you’ve died of hunger.“

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DIE BESTEN SONGS DES SHANE MACGOWAN (TEIL 9): THE LEAVING OF LIVERPOOL – THE POGUES

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DIE BESTEN SONGS DES

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SHANE MACGOWAN

(TEIL 9)

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THE LEAVING OF LIVERPOOL

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VON

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THE POGUES

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STUDIO 1984:

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Farewell to you, my own true love,
I am going far, far away
I am bound for California,
A place that I know right well

So fare thee well, my own true love,
For when I return, united we will be
It’s not the leaving of Liverpool that grieves me,
But my darling when I think of thee

I have bound on a Yankee sailing ship,
Davy Crockett is her name,
And her Captain’s name was Burgess,
And they say that she’s a floating hell

So fare thee well, my own true love,
For when I return, united we will be
It’s not the leaving of Liverpool that grieves me,
But my darling when I think of thee

Oh the ship is in the harbour, love,
And you know I can’t remain,
For I know that it will be a long, long time,
Before I see you again

So fare thee well, my own true love,
For when I return, united we will be
It’s not the leaving of Liverpool that grieves me,
But my darling when I think of thee

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ONE MORE TIME !!!

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WE WILL BE !!!

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