1.The Tempest
We are all born free but forever live in chains and we battle to
exist and soldier on
We'll take whatever comes to be while keeping hopeful melody
and we'll cruise through the darkness until the warmth of dawn
so row row you bastards you never can tell
through water like glass above a briney hell
so row and a-hollar come give her all you can
or the sea she will best us, we'll never see the land
we carry on the burden and we hide our grimace well
for the day will come for us to mutiny
but as long as we survive our hope and pride they cant deprive
and we'll carry on our melody to sing in harmony
so row row you bastards you never can tell
over water like glass above a briney hell
so row and a-hollar come give her all you can
or the sea she will best us, we'll never see the land
So row row ye bastards you never can tell
the ocean a tempest or the land a stormy hell
so row and a-hollar till bloody oar in hand
or the sea she will best us, we'll never see the land
we are wracked from the hardships
exhausted by the years we can still escape this barren misery
but even with our shackled wrists we can fight our way through
this
and we'll power all aboard the ship to total liberty
So row row ye bastards you never can tell
the ocean a tempest or the land a stormy hell
so row a litlle harder till bloody oar in hand
or the sea she will best us, we'll never see the land
2.Fool's Road
Driving a life for the people
who refuse to leave their home
Leaving our lives in ruin
for a chance to roll the stones
Here comes Paul sleeping upright
in the hall with trouble on his mind
He's been in the zone, something to the tone
of the Stooges or the MC5
Here we come straight out of the sun
to the dark heart of your town
Punters fall, pissing on the wall,
tearing the posters down
Institution of electrocution
and the blood all over the stage
Down into the pit with the sweat
and the spit and The Bone is starting to rage
We don't care who you think we are!
And if you can't stand up to the wave,
Then you better get out of the way!
Kurt won't sing when he breaks a string
and he's bringing the rah-rah down
An American bass, a mike in the face,
assault of noise and a wall of sound
Runnin' like a mother, tuning up
another guitar he doesn't own!
With a bad reputation all across the nation
we're never quite at home
We don't care who you think we are!
Pipes will call us to the grave!
We don't care who you think we are!
And if you can't stand up to the wave,
Then you better get out of the way!
3.I Do What I Want
I'm a major minority, I can tell the government lies
Long as they don't compromise my infernal disguise
Cold water is all around, is this what it feels like to drown
Ain't no body to pull me out, it feels like I'm going down
White magic hypocrisy
Forced to follow the rules
And there ain't no places to fit us in
Cause it's been this way all along
I do what I want
Whenever I like
Because it's my right
I don't ever want to do what I told
I'm getting old
And this is how my life's been turning out
I do what I want
Whenever I like
Because it's my right
I don't ever want to do what I told
I'm getting old
And this is how my life's been turning out
I do what I want
Whenever I like
Because it's my right
I don't ever want to do what I told
I'm getting old
And this is how my life's been turning out
I do what I want
Whenever I like
Because it's my right
I don't ever want to do what I told
I'm getting old
And this is how my life's been turning out
For me
4.The Message
The voice will carrey 'cross the water.
You can hear it if you try.
Our message rides along the rising tide,
Clear to the other side.
The message echoes through the valleys.
Reflecting off the mountains high.
Out over deserts, through the canyons deep.
Here's a gift for you to keep.
Here is a message in the song
Tell you the message, sing along.
Let's pull together now and every time.
There's a chance we will survive
The message speaks in every city,
In every village, every town.
To all that worry of this troubled way.
We can change it all today.
Here is a message in the song.
Tell you the message, sing along.
No need to question 'cause we all know why
We can change it if we try.
Here is a message in the song
Tell you the message, sing along.
Let's pull together now and every time.
There's a chance we will survive
5.My Luck Is So Bad
6.The Massacre of Glencoe
7.The Bluenose
8.Burnout
Woke up today and caught in last night's smoke, I hung my wet
and stinky kilt to dry. There's not alot of room in here my
eviction's in the works I fear but still I hold my finger in the
pie.
And so I open wide the door to find the day, that son of a bitch
so bright she made me blind. But slowly I adjust to see a
paradise turn grey full of those that left their dreams behind.
The corporate girl, the company guy Bent outta shape with strain
300 days a year to earna dime. They get a heart attack a-walkin'
Or a stroke on the phone a-talkin' Paid in paltry cash a trade
for time.
Chorus： I'm just a burnout! I've got no common sense, I've spent
my rent on a binge on Wednesday night. Thursday stayed in bed
till 5, then borrowed cash to stay alive, Then Friday start the
weekend feeling right.
I know you all have scrutinized my failing flailing life, A part
of me just wishes I could care. But honestly my own decree is
simply to live happily! And die with all my memories left to
share!
Chorus： I'm just a burnout! I've got no common sense, I've spent
my rent on a binge on Wednesday night. Thursday stayed in bed
till 5, then borrowed cash to stay alive, Then Friday start the
weekend feeling right.
I'm just a burnout, but got not one lament.. Cause I only ever
wanted to be content!
9.Halowe'en
10.Hi Lily
Someone just yesterday morning
Walked up to me and they said
Sing me a song about Roses
And I'll be your friend for life.
#2
I softly whispered my Darling
Close your eyes for awhile
Nobody loves of a lover
Til they feel the thorns of a rose.
Chorus
High, High Lily, Lily love me tonight
Take the love from me Lily, Love me tonight
#3
Good times they last for a moment
The bad seem to stay quite awhile
But loving my life with a lady
And living my love for her
11.My Head Is Filled With Music
My name is Billy Millin
I braved the Norman Shore
Mortal shells, machine guns
D-Day 1944
Back in forth I piped away
Many soldiers fell that day
Battle raging all around
And the allies held their ground!
Lord Lovat, my commander, who him-
Self had stormed the beach
In the greatest sea invasion
In all of history!
He ordered me, Bill Millin,
'Play your pipes and take the lead!'
Battle fire all around and I barely heard a sound
CHORUS
Cause my head is filled with music!
In my heart there's always a song!
Yes my head is filled with music!
When I lead those soldiers on!
Piping through the gore and muck the
Germans thought me mad.
Screelin' 'Highland Laddie' raising
Courage in the lads!
We took the beach in a dreadful fight!
Kept in fire all through the night!
We finally took the town!
And I barely heard a sound!
CHORUS
Cause my head is filled with music!
In my heart there's always a song!
Yes my head is filled with music!
When I lead those soldiers on!
12.Barrett's Privateers
Oh, the year was 1778, how I wish I was in sherbrooke now!
A letter of marque come from the king,
To the scummiest vessel I'd ever seen,
God damn them all!
I was told we'd sail the seas for american gold
We'd fire no guns-shed no tears
Well I'm a broken man on a halifax pier
The last of Barrett's privateers.
Oh, Elcid Barrett cried the town,
How I wish I was in sherbrooke now!
For twenty brave men all fishermen who
Would make for him the antelope's crew
God damn them all!
I was told we'd sail the seas for american gold
We'd fire no guns-shed no tears
Well I'm a broken man on a halifax pier
The last of Barrett's privateers.
Now the antelope sloop was a sickening sight,
How I wish I was in sherbrooke now!
She'd a list to the port and and her sails in rags
And the cook in scuppers with the staggers and the jags
God damn them all!
I was told we'd sail the seas for american gold
We'd fire no guns-shed no tears
Well I'm a broken man on a halifax pier
The last of Barrett's privateers.
On the king's birthday we sail away,
How I wish I was in sherbrooke now!
We were 97 days to montego bay
Pumping like madmen all the way
God damn them all!
I was told we'd sail the seas for american gold
We'd fire no guns-shed no tears
Well I'm a broken man on a halifax pier
The last of Barrett's privateers.
On the 98th day we sailed again,
How I wish I was in sherbrooke now!
When big fat american hove in sight
With our cracked four pounders we made to fight
God damn them all!
I was told we'd sail the seas for american gold
We'd fire no guns-shed no tears
Well I'm a broken man on a halifax pier
The last of Barrett's privateers.
The yankee lay low down with gold,
How I wish I was in sherbrooke now!
She was big and fat and loose in the stays
But to catch her took us three whole days
God damn them all!
I was told we'd sail the seas for american gold
We'd fire no guns-shed no tears
Well I'm a broken man on a halifax pier
The last of Barrett's privateers.
Then at length we stood two cables away,
How I wish I was in sherbrooke now!
Our cracked four pounders made an awful din
But with one fat ball the yank stove us in
God damn them all!
I was told we'd sail the seas for american gold
We'd fire no guns-shed no tears
Well I'm a broken man on a halifax pier
The last of Barrett's privateers.
Now the antelope shook and she pitched on her side,
How I wish I was in sherbrooke now!
Barrett was smashed like a bowl of eggs
And the main trunk carried off both me legs
God damn them all!
I was told we'd sail the seas for american gold
We'd fire no guns-shed no tears
Well I'm a broken man on a halifax pier
The last of Barrett's privateers.
So here I lay in my 23rd year,
How I wish I was in sherbrooke now!
Well it's been 6 years since we sailed away
And I just made halifax yesterday
God damn them all!
I was told we'd sail the seas for american gold
We'd fire no guns-shed no tears
Well I'm a broken man on a halifax pier
The last of Barrett's privateers.
God damn them all!
I was told we'd sail the seas for american gold
We'd fire no guns-shed no tears
Well I'm a broken man on a halifax pier
The last of Barrett's privateers.
13.Pipe Solo - Francis Fraser
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