JACKIE (Sinéad O'Connor) Jackie left on a cold, dark night Telling me he'd be home Sailed the seas for a hundred years
Leaving me all alone And I've been dead for twenty years I've been washing the sand With my ghostly tears Searching the shores
for my Jackie-oh I remember the day the young man came He said, "your Jackie's gone We got lost in the rain" And I ran to
the beach And laid me down "You're all wrong", I said And they stared at the sand "That man knows that sea Like the back of
his hand He'll be back some time laughing at you" And I've been waiting all this time For my man to come Take his hand in
mine And lead me away To unseen shores I've been washing the sand With my salty tears Searching the shore For these long years
And I'll walk the seas forever more Till I find my Jackie oh Till I find my Jackie oh Till I find my Jackie oh Jackie oh Jackie
oh Jackie oh MANDINKA (Sinéad O'Connor) I'm dancing the seven veils Want you to pick up my scarf See how the black moon fades
Soon I can give you my heart I don't know no shame I feel no pain I can't see the flame But I do know Man-din-ka I do know
Man-din-ka I do know Man-din-ka I do They're throwing it all this way Dragging it back to the start And they say, "See how
the glass is raised?" I have refused to take part I told them "drink something new" Please let me pull something through I
don't know no shame I feel no pain I can't I don't know no shame I feel no pain I can't see the flame But I do know Man-din-ka
I do know Man-din-ka I do know Man-din-ka I do I do I do I say I do Soon I can give you my heart I swear I do Soon I can give
you my heart I do Mandinka Soon I can give you my heart Soon I can give you my heart Soon I can give you my heart JERUSALEM
(Sinéad O'Connor/Ali McMordie/Mike Clowes/John Reynolds) Ran down and the lady said it It got torn down And the priest just
said it It got burned They give me five years five years It's my turn Ran down and the lady said it It got torn down And the
priest just said it It got burned They give me five years five years It's my turn Oh Jerusalem Oh Jerusalem Getting tired
of you doing this to me I'm gonna hit you if you say that to me One more time I want to see you And you're saying you're busy
I want to stop it And you said it would be easy It sure takes time Hope your next time Gonna be the last time Hope you don’t
two-time It'll be the best time There won’t be no next time It’s show time I hope you do What you said When you
swore You’d make it better Deliver all the letters On time Jerusalem Jerusalem Jerusalem Jerusalem Jerusalem JUST LIKE
U SAID IT WOULD B (Sinéad O'Connor/Steve Wickham ) I will walk in the garden And feel religion within I will learn how to
run with the big boys I will learn how to sink and to swim And there's talk in the houses And people dancing in rings Ah,
when you close my eyes, babe? I can see most everything I can see most everything It's just like u said it would b It's Just
like u said it would b It's just like u said it would b It's Just like u said it would b I can see too many mouths open Too
many eyes closed, ears closed Not enough minds open Too many legs open Tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me, do Why isn’t
it why why I don't see why I listen, why, why When I've walked in the garden When I'm walking off stage When everything's
quiet Will you stay? Will you be my lover? Will you be my mama? I said will you be my lover? I said will you be my babe? When
I lay down my head At the end of my day Nothing would Nothing would please me better Than I find that you're there When I
lay down my head At the end of my day Nothing would Nothing would please me better Than I find that you're there when I wake
Just like u said it would b Just like u said it would b Just like u said it would b Just like u said it would b Will you be
my lover? Will you be my mama? Just like u said it would b Just like u said it would b Just like u said it would b Just like
u said it would b NEVER GET OLD (Sinéad O'Connor) Young woman with a drink in her hand She like to listen to rock and roll
She moves with the music `Cause it never gets old It's the only thing That never gets old Young man in a quiet place Got a
hawk on his arm He loves that bird Never does no harm It's the only thing That never can do no harm Must be the only thing
That never can do no harm Sun setting on the avenue Everyone walks by They live their life under cover Being blind Being blind
Being blind TROY (Sinéad O'Connor) I’ll remember it And Dublin in a rainstorm And sitting in the long grass in summer
Keeping warm I’ll remember it Every restless night We were so young then We thought that everything We could possibly
do was right Then we moved Stolen from our very eyes And I wondered where you went to Tell me when did the light die You will
rise You'll return The phoenix from the flame You will learn You will rise You'll return Being what you are There is no other
Troy For you to burn And I never meant to hurt you I swear I didn't mean Those things I said I never meant to do that to you
Next time I'll keep my hands to myself instead Oh, does she love you What do you want to do? Does she need you like I do?
Do you love her? Is she good for you? Does she hold you like I do? Do you want me? Should I leave? I know you're always telling
me That you love me Just sometimes I wonder If I should believe Oh, I love you God, I love you I'd kill a dragon for you I’ll
die But I will rise And I will return The Phoenix from the flame I have learned I will rise And you'll see me return Being
what I am There is no other Troy For me to burn And you should’ve left the light on You should’ve left the light
on Then I wouldn't have tried And you'd never have known And I wouldn't have pulled you tighter No I wouldn't have pulled
you close I wouldn't have screamed No I can't let you go And the door wasn't closed No I wouldn't have pulled you to me No
I wouldn't have kissed your face You wouldn't have begged me to hold you If we hadn't been there in the first place Ah but
I know you wanted me to be there oh oh Every look that you threw told me so But you should’ve left the light on You
should’ve left the light on And the flames burned away But you're still spitting fire Make no difference what you say
You're still a liar You're still a liar You're still a lawyer (yes it's really LAWYER, according to the official books !!)
I WANT YOUR (HANDS ON ME) (Sinead O'Connor/Mike Clowes/John Reynolds/Rob Dean/"Spike" Hollifield I want your hands on me What
I want, give me You know I wanna please you What I wanna do to you You don't waste no time, do you? You know I'm looking through
you Why you wanna tease me I want you to come and please me Put'em on, put'em on, put'em on me Put'em on, put'em on, put'em
on me Put'em on, put'em on, put'em on me Put'em on, put'em on, put'em on me Put'em on, put'em on, put'em on me Put'em on,
put'em on, put'em on me Put'em on, put'em on, put'em on me Put'em on, put'em on, put'em on me You know that I can thrill you
I want you call me to you I wanna move, will you? I really wanna feel you Put'em on, put'em on, put'em on me Put'em on, put'em
on, put'em on me Put'em on, put'em on, put'em on me Put'em on, put'em on, put'em on me Put'em on, put'em on, put'em on me
Put'em on, put'em on, put'em on me Put'em on, put'em on, put'em on me Put'em on, put'em on, put'em on me Put your hands on
me Put your hands on me Put your hands on me Put your hands on me Put your hands on me Put your hands on me Put your hands
on me Put'em on, put'em on, put'em on me Put'em on, put'em on, put'em on me Put'em on, put'em on, put'em on me Put'em on,
put'em on, put'em on me Put'em on, put'em on, put'em on me Put'em on, put'em on, put'em on me Put'em on, put'em on, put'em
on me Put'em on, put'em on, put'em on me Hands, gimme love Hands, gimme loads Hands, gimme love Hands, gimme loads I want
your Feelings Gimme, yes Aaahhhh Put'em on, put'em on, put'em on me Put'em on, put'em on, put'em on me Put'em on, put'em on,
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on, put'em on, put'em on me Put'em on, put'em on, put'em on me Hands, gimme love Hands, gimme loads Hands, gimme love Hands,
gimme loads I want your Feelings Gimme, yes DRINK BEFORE THE WAR (Sinéad O'Connor) Well, you tell us that we're wrong And
you tell us not to sing our song Nothing we can say will make you see You got a heart of stone You can never feel You say
"oh I'm not afraid - it can't happen to me I've lived my life as a good man Oh, no you're out of your mind It won't happen
to me ‘Cos I've carried my weight And I've been a strong man" Listen to the man in the liquor store Yelling "anybody
want a drink before the war?" And your parents paid you through You got a nice big car Nothing bothers you Somebody cut out
your eyes You refuse to see Somebody cut out your heart You refuse to feel And you live in a sham You create your own hell
You live in the past And talk about war And you dig your own grave yeah But it's a life you can save So stop getting fussed
It's not gonna happen And you'll cry But you'll never fall No, no, no You're building a wall Gotta break it down Start again
No, no, no It won't happen to us We've lived our lives Basically we've been good men So stop talking of war Cause you know
we've heard it all before Why don't you go out there And do something useful Oh listen to the man in the liquor store He yelling
"anybody wanna drink before the war?" "Anybody wanna drink before the war?" "Anybody wanna drink before the war?" Just Call
Me Joe (Black. Moon E.) We came here across the great divide Into the city, slander all eyes We found a great love as we fell
inside They could not touch us as we'd go by I've seen you the first time in Trogny's bar But I'll see you later, we'll talk
of black We'll meet up for sure, oh will we not? Away from all of the friends that you've got Oh no, oh no I said don't call
me sir just call me Joe Don't call me lady Just call me Joe Don't call me mister Oh, just call me Joe Don't call me sweetheart
Just call me Joe You wear the best clothes that I've ever seen I've seen your light and your poetry And it's the best thing
that there's ever been You're both the beauty and the beast That's how it is and that's how it end Into another city where
you live far away That's how it is and that's how it end You've seen my face but you've never heard my name Oh no, oh oh I
said don't call me sir Oh, just call me Joe Don't call me lady Just call me Joe Don't call me mister Just call me Joe Don't
call me sweetheart Just call me Joe Leslie Winer lyrics: "We never said goodbye I said carry your purse with you now I have
regards to you about our night this weekend and I'm giving you information, the leaves, the leaves they like your teeth I'm
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