DIE BESTEN SONGS DES SHANE MACGOWAN (TEIL 26): LORCA’S NOVENA – THE POGUES

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DIE BESTEN SONGS DES

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SHANE MACGOWAN

(TEIL 26)

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LORCA’S NOVENA

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VON

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THE POGUES

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STUDIO 1990:

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Ignacio lay dying in the sand
A single red rose clutched in a dying hand
The women wept to see their hero die
And the big black birds gathered in the sky
Mother of all our joys, mother of all our sorrows
Intercede with him tonight
For all of our tomorrows
The years went by and then the killers came
And took the men and marched them up the hill of pain
And Lorca the faggot poet they left till last
Blew his brains out with a pistol up his ass
Mother of all our joys…
The killers came to mutilate the dead
But ran away in terror to search the town instead
But Lorca’s corpse, as he had prophesied, just walked away
And the only sound was the women in the chapel praying
Mother of all our joys…

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DIE BESTEN SONGS DES SHANE MACGOWAN (TEIL 25): HELL’S DITCH – THE POGUES

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DIE BESTEN SONGS DES

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SHANE MACGOWAN

(TEIL 25)

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HELL’S DITCH

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VON

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THE POGUES

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STUDIO 1990:

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Life’s a bitch, then you die
Black Hell
Hell’s ditch – naked howling freedom
The killer’s hands are bound with chains
At six o’clock it starts to rain
He’ll never see the dawn again
Our lady of the flowers

Genet’s feeling Ramon’s dick
The guy in the bunk above gets sick
In the cell next door the lunatic
Starts screaming for his mother

Black dildo, black hell,
As the Spanish cops ridiculed my gel
A mugshot I remember well
Little man how you have suffered

I could hear the screams from up above
If it ain’t a fist it isn’t love
As for our lady she kneels down
Her neck is bent, the blade comes down
Doing! There goes the breakfast bell
Back from heaven, back to hell
Naked howling freedom – Hell’s Ditch

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DIE BESTEN SONGS DES SHANE MACGOWAN (TEIL 19): RAIN STREET – THE POGUES

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DIE BESTEN SONGS DES

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SHANE MACGOWAN

(TEIL 19)

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RAIN STREET

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VON

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THE POGUES

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STUDIO 1990:

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The church bell rings
An old drunk sings
A young girl hocks her wedding ring
Down on Rain Street

Down the alley the icewagon flew
Picked up a stiff that was turning blue
The local kids were sniffin‘ glue
Not much else for a kid to do
Down Rain Street

Father McGreer buys an ice cold beer
And a short for Father Loyola
Father Joe’s got the clap again
He’s drinking Coca-Cola
Down on Rain Street

Bless me Father I have sinned
I got pissed and I got pinned
And God can’t help the shape I’m in
Down on Rain Street

There’s a Tesco on the sacred ground
Where I pulled her knickers down
While Judas took his measly price
And St Anthony gazed in awe at Christ
Down on Rain Street

I gave my love a goodnight kiss
I tried to take a late night piss
But the toiled moved so again I missed
Down Rain Street

I sat on the floor and watched TV
Thanking Christ for the BBC
A stupid fucking place to be
Down Rain Street

I took my Eileen by the hand
Walk with me was her command
I dreamt we were walking on the strand
Down Rain Street

That night Rain Street went on for miles
That night on Rain Street somebody smiled

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DIE BESTEN SONGS DES SHANE MACGOWAN (TEIL 15): CURSE OF LOVE – THE POGUES

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DIE BESTEN SONGS DES

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SHANE MACGOWAN

(TEIL 15)

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CURSE OF LOVE

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VON

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THE POGUES

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STUDIO 1990:

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I’ve seen those signs a million times
The chill that clouds your eyes
The light that shines black as a coal
Deep down in the mind
And I’m hungry, and I’m dying of thirst
Just suffering from a lover’s curse
I’ll turn to stone, let the rivers flow,
And wash me to the sea

The curse of love is hanging over me

I’ve walked the line, stood by your side,
I’ve kept you company
And all those times you felt like crying,
I’ve held you close to me
Now someone’s put a spell on me,
All my worst dreams are coming true
I’ll turn to stone, let the rivers flow,
And wash me to the sea

The curse of love is hanging over me
The curse of love is hanging…
Over me

Around the tent, the storm was raging,
The gypsy’s eyes were wild and blazing
Should have listened when she said
You’d slip away from me

The bottle’s empty, I’ve drunk it dry,
And still I feel the pain
Well, all we had is lost now,
Like teardrops in the rain
The night is long, I’m tired and weary,
But I don’t know where this road will lead me,
I’ll turn to stone, let the rivers flow,
And wash me to the sea

The curse of love is hanging over me
The curse of love is hanging…
Over me

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DIE BESTEN SONGS DES SHANE MACGOWAN (TEIL 13): HOUSE OF THE GODS – THE POGUES

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DIE BESTEN SONGS DES

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SHANE MACGOWAN

(TEIL 13)

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HOUSE OF THE GODS

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VON

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THE POGUES

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STUDIO 1990:

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Finally found a place they could never reach
Sipping singha beer on Pattaya Beach
Singha beer don’t ask no questions
Singha beer don’t tell no lies
Singha beer don’t ask no questions
Singha beer don’t tell no lies

There’s a guy next to me won’t tell me his name
Buy’s me mekong whiskey just the same
Singha beer don’t ask no questions
Singha beer don’t tell no lies
Singha beer don’t ask no questions
Singha beer don’t tell no lies

I’m just a wally
Hanging out on Pattaya Beach
I’m just a wally
Hanging out on Pattaya Beach

Met a girl said she’s really going to blow my mind
She say’s she don’t mean sex and I say alright
Turns out she’s a bloke, tries to give me head
I have to run out screaming to the street instead
She’s just a wally
Hanging out on Pattaya Beach
I’m just a wally
Hanging out on Pattaya Beach

Singha beer don’t ask no questions
Singha beer don’t tell no lies…

In the house of the gods
Where no mongrels preach
I watched the sun going down
On Pattaya Beach

I’m just a wally
Hanging out on Pattaya Beach
I’m just a wally
Hanging out on Pattaya Beach

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