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1. |
The Patriot Game
03:22
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The Patriot Game
Oh the love of one's country is a terrible thing
When it’s twisted and tortured by bankers and kings
Who fill up their pockets without any shame
As they send you to war in their patriot game
They will lie and deceive you, and fill up your mind
Just to keep you distracted from a truth you might find
That while children go hungry and the poor take blame
The profiteers gamble on their patriot game
'Take back our country' is the rallying cry
Of those who will fool you with their patriot lies
Oh their patriot lies
While hatred and fear are preached to the mob
The migrant who travels in fear or for jobs
Is the subject of envy and must take all the blame
From those who've been fooled by this patriot game
And those who will travel to visit this place
Can see how some people are turning their face
From love and compassion to hatred and blame
But they're all just the pawns in the patriot game
'Build a wall round our country’ you will hear people cry
Fed by hatred and fear built on patriot lies
Oh those patriot lies
To all of you patriots, who mislead and enthral
With lies and deception in your patriot call
I sing you this song to resist and proclaim
I refuse to be part of your patriot game
Yes I refuse to be part of your patriot game
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Speaking Out
03:10
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Speaking Out
This is the time when people start talking 'bout
Leaving behind all those fears and doubts
I put in the years, living between the lies
Breaking the rules, playing the game
But now I'm speaking out
Yes I'm speaking out, yes I'm speaking out, speaking out
When I was young I thought the world could change
Injustice and pain, one day we might rearrange
With all of our hopes, our peace and our love campaign
After all of these years it seems that not much has changed
That's why I'm speaking out
I'm still speaking out
Cos I can't shut my mouth, I will sing and I will shout
Against those who have no shame, who lie and cheat and blame
I'll keep speaking out, speaking out
I'll keep speaking out, speaking out, speaking out
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3. |
I Don't Belong
03:30
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I Don’t Belong
I live in this city but the street is my home
I sleep in a doorway on a bed made of stone
Life was just fine until something went wrong
Things got so bad that I had to move on
Good time friends are all gone,
There's no place I can call home
I know I don’t belong, I know I don’t belong
I stand in a crowd but I drift with the wind
I hear what they say but I can never tune in
My mind is my jailer, my body a cell
I’m living alone with dark tales I can’t tell
Good time friends are all gone,
Got no place to call home
I know I don’t belong, I know I don’t belong
I still don’t how I came to be in this place
Begging for pennies and searching for grace
My body's aching, for my mind there’s no cure
The storm in my head is so hard to endure
Good time friends are all gone,
Got no place to call home
I know I don’t belong, I know I don’t belong
If you gather around when I am long gone
Maybe one day you might remember my song
If my story’s told for folks in fine clothes
Tell them being a stranger was my overdose
Good time friends are all gone,
Got no place to call home
Oh I don’t belong, oh I don’t belong
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4. |
Walk On By
04:12
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Walk On By
You don't see me but I see you
As you turn away when I call to you
My clothes are ragged while yours are fine
Though I am hungry your heart is blind
And though I'm just a little child there’s a fear that fills my life
My body's aching and I wonder why
You don't see me, or the tears I cry
You just walk on by
I don't belong here, this is not my home
I don't speak your language, I am on my own
Beneath my blanket my eyes closed tight
I lie with strangers through the cold dark night
Though I'm just a little child there's a fear that fills my night
I see bodies burning I hear Mama's cries
I see the cold resentment hidden in your eyes
As you walk on by
I am your future and your disgrace
You can choose to reach out or you can turn your face
You can feed the greedy, and you can spread their lies
As you justify, why you walk on by
You just walk on by
You don't see me but I see you as you turn away when I call to you
My clothes are dirty while yours are clean
Though I am hungry your heart is mean
And though I'm just a little child with a fear that fills my life
My body's aching and I wonder why
You turn your face, when you hear me cry
As you walk on by
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5. |
Promised Land
03:27
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Promised Land
I was born a little way from here but I travelled across the sea
One rainy night my brother and sister, my Ma and me
It was cold and wet out on the deck, and the cattle howled below
While the wind whipped the waves on the Irish Sea we had nowhere else to go
But the sun was shining in Liverpool when Dad met us at the dock
It was a bright new world in England a whole new way to talk
Dad worked hard to make ends meet and help us feel alright
He drove the first bus out in the morning and the last one home at night
But the world was moving backwards and all he could see
Was a promised land for the rich man who got it all for free
Life was sometimes better here, at least it was for me
We were poor and moved around a lot but I settled easily
'Cos I left behind my accent, found some long haired kids like me
But Mum felt like an outsider and missed her home bitterly
And the world kept moving backwards and all she could see
Was a promised land for the rich man who got it all for free
Dad worked hard to settle down but Mum still longed for home
I was 16, I was restless, had to step out on my own
And after 10 years of working hard the mortgage debt had grown
With nothing much to show for all those years, mum and dad took the boat back home.
And as the world kept moving backwards, I began to understand
Stealing from the poor was how the rich men built this promised land
That was then and this is now, but nothing much has changed
The rich get richer and the poor stay poor, politicians play their game
And if you think of moving to a promised land all that you will see
Is a land of broken dreams where only rich men can be free
When the world is moving backwards the only winners I can see
Are the bankers, lawyers, Kings and Queens, the captains of industry
Yeah the world is moving backwards tell me can you see
How the rich are still cheating on the poor in the name of austerity
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Keep The Cameras Rolling
02:45
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Keep The Cameras Rolling
There are bodies on the beaches, people in the sea
The politician tells me 'you surely must agree
that the benefits of living here cannot be shared at all
To keep our prized position we must live behind a wall'
While the cameras are rolling looking out for tears
The politicians mumble, 'we don't want them here
The body in the bag is just one more refugee
It's better that they pay the price 'cos nothing here is free’
But if we keep the cameras rolling one day we might see
That those people in the water look a lot like you and me
The child arises from the sea is hoping to be free
Of the warlords and the generals fed by men we do not see
She finds her self once more in chains she cannot comprehend
Forged within alliances of the greedy hands of men
She came across the water with nothing in her hand
Her body's owned by ruthless men who deal in contraband
The politicians turn away, the bankers and the thieves
Are filling up their pockets while the broken hearted bleed
But if we keep the cameras rolling one day we might see
That those people in the water look a lot like you and me
So let's keep those cameras rolling so everyone can see
If we build a wall between us no one can be free
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Goodbye to Fools
03:32
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Goodbye To Fools
Politicians cheat while preachers preach of guilt and retribution
Headlines blaze screaming out in rage feeding war and destitution
Twisted tales on the tyrants’ page make sure the mob is engaged
We are bought and sold as they write the code for the weapons of the digital age
There once was a time when I dreamed I might find
The love and compassion between us
With the passing of time I almost fell into the line
With logic of fools and their leaders
All those hard time schemers
But it’s goodbye to fools and hello to dreamers
Take me away from this religion of hate, misleaders and austerity pleaders.
While the drums of rage keep us disengaged setting brother against brother
Rich men’s schemes and corporate dreams are busy raping the earth, our mother
While their fortunes grow, they reap and they sow despair in each new generation
Lives are bought and sold in the hunger for gold, privilege and self preservation
But in some other place I can still see the face of a poet who is calling to me
In whispered words a vision unfurls in a rhythm so deep inside me
A dream that's calling to me
So it’s goodbye to fools, hello to dreamers
Take me away from this religion of hate, misleaders and austerity pleaders.
And it’s goodbye to fools, hello to dreamers
Take me away from this religion of hate, misleaders and humanity bleeders.
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8. |
The Last Time I Saw Her
02:47
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The Last Time I Saw Her
The first time I saw her she held her head high
Smiled and looked through me with a sparkle in her eye
There was no conversation no words I could say
When that bright eyed girl took my breath away
She took my breath away
We grew older together with a love built to last
The children were healthy and grew up so fast
But war came upon us and the bullets and bombs
Put a fear in our hearts and we had to move on
We had to move on
Rise up rise up leave your fears far behind
Rise up and hold tight to my hand
Reach out to me I'll reach out to you
Things will be better
Things will be better
In some other land
The last time I saw her she was swimming in the sea
The boat was sinking , she reached out to me
The waves kept on crashing and the blood and the spray
Tore down between us, as she drifted away
I thought I heard her say
Rise up, rise up leave your tears far behind
Rise up and reach out to my hand
Reach out to me, I'll reach out to you
Things will be better
Things will be better
In some other land
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Sing Me A Song (for a better world)
Long time ago I was just a kid
I heard you singing out what's been hid and what's been did
Images and stories that will not fade away
While rich men with their greedy hands keep reaching out today
You sang your songs against hatred and pain
Liars and cheats and the ones who are to blame
For war and destruction, in their hunger for gold
You opened my mind, steadied my soul
Sing me a song to remind me
Sing me a song that rings true
Sing me a song for a better world
I'll sing along with you
I'll sing along with you
Tell me a story before I go to bed
Make it a happy one I can keep it in my head
Sing me a song to ease me into sleep
With images and feelings that will not make me weep
Sing me a song when I'm lonesome
Sing me a song when I'm blue
Sing me a song for a better world
I'll sing along with you
I'll sing along with you
The world is still crazy and no one can explain
When politicians gamble why the poor still take the blame
And if they raise their voices, to find a better way
'Well that’s the politics of envy’ that’s what the rich folk say
Sing me a song to remind me
Sing me a song that rings true
Sing me a song for a better world
I'll sing along with you
I'll sing along with you
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10. |
Contemplating Suicide
04:18
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Contemplating Suicide
Hello people this is God calling
With a goodbye message for you all
If you think you hear me whisper in your ear
Well that’s just the echo of your fear
Before you get down on your knees
With talk of judgement day
I just want you to know for sure
It’ll make no difference if you pray
'Cos I'm contemplating suicide,
'Cos that's the only way
To wake you up to who's to blame
For what's being done in my name
Everyday
I made the world in seven days, or so the story goes
I think I should’ve taken just a little more time
When I created humankind
I gave you eyes to see
How I imagined you as free
To think and choose and sometimes get the blues
But I never thought I’d see the day
When I’d be contemplating suicide
'Cos that’s the only way
To end the hate, the fear and pain
You justify with my name
In your game
Hello people this is God calling
With a goodbye message for you all
I never asked you to praise my name
Or build religion out of shame
But just before I go
Thought I’d call and let you know
I'm contemplating suicide
'Cos that's the only way
To stop the pain and end the shame
'Cos what you do in my name
It’s just insane
Yes I'm contemplating suicide
That’s what I called to say
I’m contemplating suicide
And I’m leaving here today
And I’m on my way
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11. |
Refugee Heart
04:34
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Refugee Heart
She was out of reach walking on the beach salt water in her hair
Her eyes as dark as midnight, her love so pure and fair
When the soldiers came she called my name as the bullets cut her down
And her heart sang like a siren when I put her in the ground
Though she is gone I still hear her song ringing through my heart
So I sing along as I travel on to the beat of her refugee heart
Refugee heart take away my pain
I am lonely, breaking down again
She is gone, we can never part
While she’s keeping time with my refugee heart
Serving tyrants greed the children bleed, we are driven from our homes
Some are dead and some are broken, many more are still unknown
We shed the tears and felt the fear when our world was blown apart
And we hit the road for a place unknown to the sound of a broken heart
Refugee heart can take away my pain
I am lonely, breaking down again
Deep inside me where the music starts
That’s where I’ll find my sweet refugee heart
I dried my tears and travelled here it was time to run and hide
I played it tough when things got rough but I felt her by my side
Refugee heart can take away my pain
I am lonely, breaking down again
Deep inside where the music starts,
She’ll keep her place in my refugee heart
Refugee heart, refugee heart
Refugee heart, my sweet refugee heart
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12. |
Having a Bad Day
03:13
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Having a Bad Day
I’m having a bad day, I don’t know why
Everything’s okay, just passing me by
I keep on wondering, What’s going on?
How come I’m so sad when nothing is wrong?
I woke this morning and everywhere
I felt a deep depression from God knows where
The sun was shining but inside my mind
The wind was howling, I could have cried
I’m having a bad day, I don’t know why
Everything’s okay, but I still want to cry
I’m having a bad day
And you can make it go away
There’s no good reason, that I can find
There’s something special just passing me by
Your just in the next room but it’s too far from here
When I’m feeling so sad and nothing is clear
I woke this morning and everywhere
I felt a deep depression from God knows where
The sun was shining but inside my mind
The wind was howling, I could have cried
'Cos I’m having a bad day, I don’t know why
Everything’s okay, but I still want to cry
I’m having a bad day
And you can make it go away
So come and hold me in your arms don’t let me slip away
Having a Bad Day (acoustic)
Having a bad day, I don’t know why
Everything’s okay, just passing me by
I keep on wondering, what’s going on?
How come I’m so sad when nothing is wrong?
I woke this morning and everywhere
I felt a deep depression from God knows where
The sun was shining but inside my mind
The wind was howling, I could have cried
I’m having a bad day, I don’t know why
Everything’s okay, I still want to cry
I’m having a bad day
And you can make it go away
There’s no good reason that I can find
There’s something special just passing me by
Your just in the next room but it’s too far from here
When I’m feeling so sad and nothing is clear
So come and hold me in your arms don’t let me slip away
Cos I’m having a bad day just one of those sad days
I’m having a bad day, one of those sad days
I’m having a bad day, but you can make it go away
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Promised Land (acoustic)
03:36
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Vincent O'Brien Manchester, UK
Originally from Dublin, Vincent spends most of his time in Manchester (UK) and Montanchez (Spain). Working solo and also with musicians from various bands and musical backgrounds he plays songs that draw on classic Americana, Blues, Country and Folk rock genres with a lyrical focus on dark tales about vampires, demons and other political tricksters. ... more
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