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Posted By	Discussion Topic: Some John Lennon. Insomniac Radio 4/23
Mi1o Yambag	posted on 04-24-2001 @ 3:02 AM
O&A Board Regular Registered: Oct. 00	Thats right! Insomniac Radio is back and here to stay! This is one of my favorite Lennon songs. Hope you enjoy! Sunday Bloody Sunday Well it was Sunday bloody Sunday When they shot the people there The cries of thirteen martyrs Filled the Free Derry air Is there any one amongst you Dare to blame it on the kids? Not a soldier boy was bleeding When they nailed the coffin lids! Sunday bloody Sunday Bloody Sunday's the day! You claim to be majority Well you know that it's a lie You're really a minority On this sweet emerald isle When Stormont bans our marches They've got a lot to learn Internment is no answer It's those mothers' turn to burn! Sunday bloody Sunday Bloody Sunday's the day! Sunday bloody Sunday Bloody Sunday's the day! You anglo pigs and scotties Sent to colonize the North You wave your bloody Union Jack And you know what it's worth! How dare you hold to ransom A people proud and free Keep Ireland for the Irish Put the English back to sea! Sunday bloody Sunday Bloody Sunday's the day! Well, it's always bloody Sunday In the concentration camps Keep Falls Road free forever From the bloody English hands Repatriate to Britain All of you who call it home Leave Ireland to the Irish Not for London or for Rome! Sunday bloody Sunday Bloody Sunday's the day! Sunday bloody Sunday Bloody Sunday's the day! Sunday bloody Sunday Bloody Sunday's the day! Sunday bloody Sunday Bloody Sunday's the day! A friend with weed is a friend indeed. A friend without it is a friend in need. "Make the most of hemp seed, sow it everywhere." --George Washington My adopted junior yambag is Party Boy
Kim	posted on 04-24-2001 @ 11:41 AM
O&A Board Regular Registered: Jan. 01	Working Class Hero As soon as you're born, they make you feel small By giving you no time instead of it all 'Til the pain is so big you feel nothing at all A working class hero is something to be A working class hero is something to be They hurt you at home, and they hit you at school They hate you if you're clever and they despise a fool 'Til you're so f***ing crazy you can't follow their rules A working class hero is something to be A working class hero is something to be When they tortured and scared you for 20 odd years Then they expect you to pick a career When you can't really function you're so full of fear A working class hero is something to be A working class hero is something to be Keep you doped with religion, and sex, and TV And you think you're so clever and classless and free But you're still f***ing peasants as far as I can see A working class hero is something to be A working class hero is something to be There's room at the top, they are telling you still But first you must learn how to smile as you kill If you want to be like the folks on the hill A working class hero is something to be A working class hero is something to be If you want to be a hero, well just follow me If you want to be a hero, well just follow me

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