Irish blood, English heart, this I'm made of. There is no one on earth I'm afraid of. And no regime can buy or sell me I've been dreaming of a time when. To be English is not to be baneful. To be
Hey Rory, you're off to London. Playin' the blues with a band called Taste. Gonna hit the big time?. You better - you're the best. On your night you could even leave. Hendrix in the dust. I want
I remember you back in 1992. When they were putting us down. Trying to tramp us into the ground. You exploded like a flame in the night. With a righteous indignation. Told us "everything gonna be
One bright and sunny mornin' down on avenue b. As i was returnin' home from a night of debauchery. I met me landlord boris, "yo," sez he,. "Would ya ever go over to czechoslovakia,. Marry me daugh