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Responsible, Responsible, Responsible, Responsible,

Prelude to OUR IRISH SPRING....


Let me take you by the hand
Away from here,
To another land.
Oh - this land in which we live...
Where people love and are meant to forgive.





Ode to My Family -

Understand the things I say
Don't turn away from me
Cause I spent half my life out there
You wouldn't disagree
D'you see me, d'you see
Do you like me, do you like me standing there
D'you notice, d'you know
Do you see me, do you see me
Does anyone care?

Unhappiness, where's when I was young
And we didn't give a damn
'Cause we were raised
To see life as a fun and take it if we can
My mother, my mother she hold me
Did she hold me, when I was out there
My father, my father, he liked me
Oh he liked me, does anyone care?

Understand what I've become
It wasn't my design
And people everywhere think
Something better than I am
But I miss you, I miss
'Cause I liked it, I liked it
When I was out there
D'you know this, d'you know
You did not find me, you did not find
Does anyone care?

Unhappiness was when I was young
And we didn't give a damn
'Cause we were raised
To see life as fun and take it if we can
My mother, my mother she hold me
Did she hold me, when I was out there
My father, my father, he liked me
Oh he liked me, does anyone care

Does anyone care?



The Icicle Melts -

When
When will the icicle melt,
And when
When will the picture show end
I should not have read the paper today
Cause a child, child he was taken away
There's a place for the baby that died
And there's a time for the mother who cried
And she will hold him in her arms sometime
Cause nine months is too long
How could you hurt a child
Now Does this make you satisfied
I don't know what's
Happening to people today
When a child, he was taken away
There's a place for the baby that died
There's a time for the mother that cried
And she will hold him in
Her arms sometime
Cause nine months is too long
There's a place for the baby that died
And there's a time for the mother who cried
And you will hold him in
Yours arms sometime
Cause nine months is too long



Zombie -

Another head hangs lowly
Child is slowly taken
And if violence causes the silence
Who are we mistaking
But you see it's not me
It's not my family
In your head in your head
They are fighting

With their tanks and their bombs
And their bombs and their guns
In your head in your head they are crying

[Chorus]
In your head
In your head
Zombie zombie zombie ei ei
What's in your head
In your head.
Zombie, zombie, zombie ei, ei, ei, oh do,do,do,do,do,do,do,do

Another mother's breaking heart is taking over the violence causes silence
We must be mistaken
It's the same old thing since 1916
In your head in your head
Their still fighting
With their tanks and their bombs
And their bombs and their guns
In your head in your head they are dying

[Chorus]



WarChild -

Who will save the war child baby? Who controls the key?
The web we weave is thick and sordid, fine by me
At times of war, we're all the losers, there's no victory
We'll shoot to kill and kill your lover, fine by me

War child, victim of political pride
Plant the seed, territorial greed
Mind the war child, we should mind the war child
I spent last winter in New York, and came upon a man
He was sleeping on the streets and homeless,
he said "I fought in Vietnam"
Beneath his shirt he wore the mark, he bore the bark with pride
A two inch deep incision carved, into his side

Who's the loser now, eh?
Who's the loser now, eh?
We're all losers now
We're all losers now



BY: THE CRANBERRIES

for lyrics and meanings/discussion: http://www.songmeanings.net/artist/view/songs/376/



My third cry of the year. This begins my War Child series.

http://www.songmeanings.net/songs/view/3530822107858502516/

FOR THE LOVE OF GOD...

WHEN DO THE SAINTS GO MARCHING IN ?!
Tags: music - cranberries, music - lyrics, s - war child series, war * / wars, zombie studies
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