A curse upon you Oliver Cromwell, you who raped our Motherland I hope you're rotting down in hell for the horrors that you sent To our misfortunate forefathers whom you robbed of their birthright "To hell or Connaught" may you burn in hell tonight Have

A curse upon you Oliver Cromwell You who raped our Motherland I hope you're rotting down in hell For the horrors that you sent To our misfortunate forefathers Whom you robbed of their birthright Have you ever walked the lonesome hills And heard the

I wish I was a neutron bomb for once I could go off I wish I was a sacrifice but somehow still lived on I wish I was a sentimental ornament you hung on The Christmas tree I wish I was the star that went on top I wish I was the evidence I wish I was the

If only I had not waited I would have picked the wrong one Nobody has to tell me so It's you, nobody has to tell me so It's you, you're that angel sent from heaven above for me (Me for you and you for me) If only I had not waited my life would be undone

Leave out all the rest When my time comes Forget the wrong that I've done Help me leave behind some reasons to be missed And don't resent me And when you're feeling empty Keep me in your memory I can't be who you are So, if you're asking me, I want you

I didn’t wave goodbye, I didn’t even wave goodbye Yeah, not a single word had come out of my mouth I just stepped outside and I headed south Me and my old shoes and this old fashioned blues That I sent for you I turned my back and I walked into the night

I resent your voice I resent that I Don't have a choice I think I've been here before Yes I've been here before I resent you calling Anywhere I go You are always there

Say how you lay at night Tired of that nigga Shit feels much better It's a match made and heaven sent, set in fires in hell Overdue for your lovin' baby, I don't want no one else Ain't no way I would do you dirty What you're doing to me Ain't no way that

Might like to Go to the show To feel the warm thrill of confusion That space cadet glow I've got some bad news for you, sunshine Pink isn't well, he stayed back at the hotel And they sent us along as a surrogate band

They don't fall in love for They don't fall in love for that It's all for you Tell me, do you think I'm being sentimental 'cause All this time I've been tryna work out what it was That brought me close to you, wish I could feel it now Baby I'm not the