Honesty Is No Excuse

Up till now I used to pass my time
Drinking beer so slowly, sometimes wine
No God, air, water or sunshine
And honesty was my only excuse
I took your love and I used it

Up till now my youthful stage
A useless rage, a torn out page, a worn out gauge
A dirty shade, a big charade, a has been made
And honesty was my only excuse
I took your love and I used it

I never, I never, I never

Up till now my love life
A few sweet kisses, a little missus, a fork and knife
a happy home, a hand to hold, a land to roam
And honesty was my only excuse
I took my life in my own hands and I abused it

Up till now I used to tap dance
Take a girl by the hand saying I need your , I need your romance
Oh I had so many chances
And honesty was my only excuse
I took your love and abused it

Up till now the path of life was fair enough
Enough was fair, all was right
And now I know, I see the light
And honesty was my only excuse

Clifton Grange Hotel

Pack up your bags
Leave family society
Oh come with me
Where they treat you well

At the door
Old Lou the jew
Will welcome you
In the corner lies the hotel

At this refuge of mercy
Head of the table
King of laughter
Percy

And if you speak too much
In company
You'll soon be heard
By that mynah bird and whiskey

At the top
You'll find another brother
Go ask my mother
She knows them all very well...hotel

Remembering

Remember those golden days
We used to walk hand in hand
I was your friend, your fool, your lover
I was your man

I can see you then
Smiling, looking straight at me
You caught me unawares, I blushed
Let's sit beneath this tree

I can't get over the change in you
I can't get over the change in me

And I keep on remembering the old days
I keep on remembering the old ways

I can recall you running to a sweet shop
You stopped
Bought me something
And you handed it to me

You were my girlfriend then
The first that I ever had
The first that I ever kissed
And the first to make me sad

I can't get over the change in you
I can't get over the change in me

I keep on remembering the old days
I keep on remembering the old ways

Oh yeah

I keep on remembering
I keep on remembering

Oh yeah

I keep on remembering the old days
I keep on remembering

Your pretty dress
With the zip up the back
I used to love you like that
I used to love you like that

Oh yeah
I keep on remembering
I keep on remembering all about you

Old Moon Madness

Late, sometime before midnight
He comes creeping up
And before you get him sussed
He's gone before dusk

And when you arise
Red ruby rings circle your eyes
If it's later than you realized
Check with the stars and the skies

Old moon madness has struck again

A howl in the dark light
A flash of teeth bright white
A scream and a bite
Old moon madness has struck again tonight

But there's no need to worry
For the crimes that you've done
Worse has been committed
With no moon madness to blame it on

Old moon madness has struck again

In fact you could say you're lucky
You and me
Mother earth has only one moon
And not three

Brought Down

I was seldom sober in nineteen hundred and fifthy-four
Hey baby, maybe 'cause my baby had a baby by me
And I was still drinking dry gin
while you cried "No, no more"
And you were lyin' and a-cryin',
and your tears fell dying on the floor

And I'm brought down,
and I don't think I can get up again
Brought down,
my heart is hurt again

You were the fine lady in the early mornings
that always painted her toes
And lookin' towards the east
you'd say hello to the early dawn before they rose
And you were the love lady
that always hung up her finely pressed clothes
And sayin' so long to the western sundown,
you taught me how it grows

And I'm brought down,
and I don't think I can get up again
Brought down,
and you just hurt my heart again
Brought down
Brought down
I'm brought down

Brought down
Brought down
Brought down
Down

I'm brought down,
and I don't think I can get up again
I'm brought down,
I'm hurt, it's bad
[Brought down]
God, it's a shame there's no more Dr. Strangely Strange
[Brought down]
And I'm Brou.....[Brought down]......ught down
[Brought down]
And there must be more to life than this

Chatting Today

I worked for the union and on my very first communion, you know,
it never ever, ever, ever worked out right
So I spent the night sleepin' on the railway
I worked for the foundry and man my mind it nearly drowned
yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
It never, it could never work out right
So I said "So long, amigo. Good night" and slept on the railway

The railway, there's no better way, ooh the railway
And it's nice to talk to you today

I worked for the miller, a very, very nice type of fell-a {fellow}
but I could see that it was never gonna work out right
So I split and spent the night sleeping on the railway
I worked in the subway arc, oh yeah, yeah
You know it never, no no never, no never no, ever no, worked out right
So I said "So long" and spent the night on the railway

The railway, give me a bottle of whiskey, ooh the railway
Ooh, there's nothin' like the railway

And I'd like to thank someone for mascara and good things that I done
And for the time ya spent and the friendship begun
And most of all starry nights on the railway
Ooh, I don't know no better way
than just, ooh, lyin' back an' drifting away
I can hear it, I can hear it

Shades Of A Blue Orphanage

When we were kids he used to go over the back wall into old Dan's scrapyard
Into the snooker hall where most us kids were barred
An' into the Roxy and the Stella where film stars starred
That's where me and Hopalong an' Roy Rogers got drunk and jarred
And we might have been the saviour of the men,
the captured captain in the devil's demon den
And we might have been the magic politician in some kind of tricky position
Like an old, old, old master musician we kept on wishin'
We was headed for the number one hit country again

And it's true
True blue
Irish blue
And it's true
True blue
And sometimes it reminds me of you

There's an old photograph of Dan that I wish you could-a seen
Of him and the boys posed, standing in St. Stephen's Green
Ya see, they were a part of the great freedom dream
But they were caught and detained and are locked inside the frame
of the photograph
And he might have been the clever con, the good samaritan, the rassclaut man
An' he might have been the loaded gun, the charlatan of the tap dancin' fan
But like an old pioneer from outer Afghanistan,
headed for the number one hit country again

Old Dan in a raincoat hums the very, very, very special notes
of a long lost favorite melody
It reminds him of a love affair when he was young and did not care
And how he parted so soft, so sadden
And he might have been the laughing cavaliero, the wise old commanchero
Ow, the desparate desparado, the good looking Randolph Valentino,
the gigolo from Glasgow
But like an old, old hunter of the female buffalo,
he's headed for the number one hit country again

And it's true
True blue
Irish blue
True blue
Irish blue
And it's true
It's so true
Ummm, it's true
I swear I've said it
Swear I've said it
I swear I said it
I swear it's true
And it's true
True blue
Oh, its Irish blue
And it's true...

Vagabond Of The Western World

I could tell you the story of a vagabond
A playboy of the western world
One day by chance he came upon
A fair young maid, a country girl

He told her that he loved her
And he took all of her silver
He told her that he needed her too
He said "Hey baby, you got eyes of blue"
But he was a vagabond

Blue eyes, oh baby blue, oh blue eyes
The kind of eyes that say "I do" eyes
Oh baby blue, oh blue eyes
Oh baby blue, oh blue eyes

He roamed around the cities
Searching for his fortune and fame
No lady ever got to know his name
Shame, but that was his game

Gave a girl a baby boy
He said "This child is my pride and joy"
"I'm busy running wild and free"
"Make sure he grows up like me"
And I'm a vagabond

Blue eyes, oh baby blue, oh blue eyes
The kind of eyes that say "I do" eyes
Oh baby blue, oh blue eyes
Oh baby blue, oh blue eyes

Oh I could tell you a story of a vagabond
He was a playboy of the western world
He wore an earring in his left ear
You see his father he was a gypsy

You just might meet him upon the highway
Pretty fine dancer too
But he's leave you blue, he'd leave
He'd leave you woman

Fighting My Way Back

I'm tough, rough, ready and able
To pick myself up from under this table
Don't stick no sign on me, I got no label
I'm a little sick, unsure, unsound and unstable

But I'm fighting my way back

I'm busting out and I'm going in
I'm kicking up about the state I'm in
Looking to my future, not my past
I want to be a good boy but how long can it last

Fighting my way back

This kid is going to wreck and ruin
I'm not quite sure of what I'm doing
You see it happened all a little too soon
But it's all there in this here tune

Fighting my way back

Jailbreak

Tonight there's gonna be a jailbreak
Somewhere in this town
See me and the boys we don't like it
So were getting up and going down

Hiding low looking right to left
If you see us coming I think it's best
To move away do you hear what I say
From under my breath

Tonight there's gonna be a jailbreak
Somewhere in the town
Tonight there's gonna be a jailbreak
So don't you be around

Don't you be around

Tonight there's gonna be trouble
Some of us won't survive
See the boys and me mean business
Bustin' out dead or alive

I can hear the hound dogs on my trail
All hell breaks loose, alarm and sirens wail
Like the game if you lose
Go to jail

Tonight there's gonna be a jailbreak
Somewhere in the town
Tonight there's gonna be a jailbreak
So don't you be around

Tonight there's gonna trouble
I'm gonna find myself in
Tonight there's gonna be a jailbreak
So woman stay with a friend

You know it's safer

Breakout!

Tonight there's gonna be a breakout
Into the city zones
Don't you dare to try and stop us
No one could for long

Searchlight on my trail
Tonight's the night all systems fail
Hey you good lookin' female
Come here!

Tonight there's gonna be a jailbreak
Somewhere in the town
Tonight there's gonna be a jailbreak
So don't you be around

Tonight there's gonna be trouble
I'm gonna find myself in
Tonight there's gonna be trouble
So woman stay with a friend

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