DIE BESTEN SONGS DES JIM MORRISON (TEIL 3): LIGHT MY FIRE – THE DOORS

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jim4

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DIE BESTEN SONGS DES

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JIM MORRISON

(TEIL 3)

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LIGHT MY FIRE

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VON

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THE DOORS

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jim 7

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STUDIO 1967:

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LIVE  1968:

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You know that it would be untrue
You know that I would be a liar
If I was to say to you
Girl, we couldn’t get much higher

Come on baby, light my fire
Come on baby, light my fire
Try to set the night on fire

The time to hesitate is through
No time to wallow in the mire
Try now we can only lose
And our love become a funeral pyre

Come on baby, light my fire
Come on baby, light my fire
Try to set the night on fire, yeah

The time to hesitate is through
No time to wallow in the mire
Try now we can only lose
And our love become a funeral pyre

Come on baby, light my fire
Come on baby, light my fire
Try to set the night on fire, yeah

You know that it would be untrue
You know that I would be a liar
If I was to say to you
Girl, we couldn’t get much higher

Come on baby, light my fire
Come on baby, light my fire
Try to set the night on fire
Try to set the night on fire
Try to set the night on fire
Try to set the night on fire

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jim6

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DIE BESTEN SONGS DES SHANE MACGOWAN (TEIL 24): IF I SHOULD FALL FROM GRACE WITH GOD – THE POGUES

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shane7

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DIE BESTEN SONGS DES

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SHANE MACGOWAN

(TEIL 24)

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IF I SHOULD FALL GROM GRACE WITH GOD

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VON

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THE POGUES

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shane44

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STUDIO 1988:

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LIVE IN JAPAN 1988:

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If I should fall from grace with god
Where no doctor can relieve me
If I’m buried ’neath the sod
But the angels won’t receive me

Let me go boys
Let me go boys
Let me go down in the mud
Where the rivers all run dry

This land was always ours
Was the proud land of our fathers
It belongs to us and them
Not to any of the others

Let them go boys
Let them go boys
Let them go down in the mud
Where the rivers all run dry

Bury me at sea
Where no murdered ghost can haunt me
If I rock upon the waves
No corpse can lie upon me

It’s coming up three boys
Keeps coming up three boys
Let them go down in the mud
Where the rivers all run dry

If I should fall from grace with god
Where no doctor can relieve me
If I’m buried ’neath the sod
And still the angels won’t receive me

Let me go boys
Let me go boys
Let me go down in the mud
Where the rivers all run dry

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shane27

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DIE BESTEN SONGS DES SHANE MACGOWAN (TEIL 7): THE SUNNYSIDE OF THE STREET – THE POGUES

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shane7

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DIE BESTEN SONGS DES

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SHANE MACGOWAN

(TEIL 7)

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THE SUNNYSIDE OF THE STREET

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VON

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THE POGUES

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shane5

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ALBUM 1990:

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LIVE AT THE ROYAL OAK MUSIC THEATER:

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Seen the carnival at Rome
Had the women I had the booze
All I can remember now
Is little kids without no shoes
So I saw that train
And I got on it
With a heartful of hate
And a lust for vomit
Now I’m walking on the sunnyside of the street

Stepped over bodies in Bombay
Tried to make it to the U.S.A.
Ended up in Nepal
Up on the roof with nothing at all
And I knew that day
I was going to stay
Right where I am, on the sunnyside of the street

Been in a palace, been in a jail
I just don’t want to be reborn a snail
Just want to spend eternity
Right where I am, on the sunnyside of the street

As my mother wept it was then I swore
To take my life as I would a whore
I know I’m better than before
I will not be reconstructed
Just wanna stay right here
On the sunnyside of the street

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shane14

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DIE BESTEN BALLADEN DES SHANE MACGOWAN (TEIL 5): THE AULD TRIANGLE – THE POGUES

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shane10

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DIE BESTEN BALLADEN DES

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SHANE MACGOWAN

(TEIL 5)

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THE AULD TRIANGLE

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VON

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THE POGUES

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nancy3

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ALBUM 1984:

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VIDEO, DUBLIN:

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A hungry feeling, came o’er me stealing
And the mice they were squealing in my prison cell
And that auld triangle, went jingle jangle
All along the banks of the Royal Canal.

Oh to start the morning, the warden bawling
Get up out of bed you, and clean out your cell
And that auld triangle, went jingle jangle
All along the banks of the Royal Canal.

Oh the screw was peeping and the lag was sleeping
As he lay weeping for his girl Sal
And that auld triangle, went jingle jangle
All along the banks of the Royal Canal.

On a fine spring evening, the lag lay dreaming
And the seagulls were wheeling high above the wall
And that auld triangle, went jingle jangle
All along the banks of the Royal Canal.

Oh the wind was sighing, and the day was dying
As the lag lay crying in his prision cell
And that auld triangle, went jingle bloody jangle
All along the banks of the Royal Canal.

In the female prison there are seventy women
And I wish it was with them that I did dwell
And that auld triangle, went jingle jangle
All along the banks of the Royal Canal.

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cait3

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DIE BESTEN BALLADEN DES SHANE MACGOWAN (TEIL 4): DIRTY OLD TOWN – THE POGUES

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shane7

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DIE BESTEN BALLADEN DES

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SHANE MACGOWAN

(TEIL 4)

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DIRTY OLD TOWN

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VON

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THE POGUES

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nancy3

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ALBUM 1985:

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LIVE IN PARIS 2012:

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I met my love by the gas works wall
Dreamed a dream by the old canal
Kissed a girl by the factory wall
Dirty old town
Dirty old town

Clouds a drifting across the moon
Cats a prowling on their beat
Spring’s a girl in the street at night
Dirty old town
Dirty old town

Heard a siren from the docks
Saw a train set the night on fire
Smelled the spring on the smoky wind
Dirty old town
Dirty old town

I’m going to make me a good sharp axe
Shining steel tempered in the fire
Will chop you down like an old dead tree
Dirty old town
Dirty old town

I met my love by the gas works wall
Dreamed a dream by the old canal
Kissed a girl by the factory wall
Dirty old town
Dirty old town
Dirty old town
Dirty old town

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