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black 47 - james connolly
ir fists raised in the sky leading them is a mighty man with a mad rage in his eye my name is james connolly , i didn't come here to die but to fight for the rights of the working man, the small farmer too pr


andy m. stewart - they wounded old ireland
land by fear and hold it for the crown but a mighty thought was born in men when they killed james connolly oh that night they wounded old ireland and she's bleeding to this day. the border lies like an ope


clancy brothers - the patriot game
t still de valera is greatly to blame, for shirking his part in the patriot game. they told me how connolly was shot in his chair, his wounds from the fighting all bloody and bare. his fine body twisted, all


cursive - excerpts from various notes strewn around the bedroom of april connolly, feb 24, 1997
why i should leave:no-why i'm leaving you for him..well, let's see here:well, let's see; where should i begin? every night you get annihilated with all your friends, and every night i drink alone unti connolly


paul kelly and the messengers - leaving her for the last time
steve connolly (mushroom)sydney's in sunshine but it's cold as sineveryone walks leaning into the windon crown str


say anything - every man has a molly
t be gracious with the merch money you spend 'cause for you, i won't ever have rough sex with molly connolly again here i am, laid down at the end of my rope wishing i had not been born now i've spewed too m


the sweet - anthem no. i (lady of the lake)
connolly /scott/tucker/priest your are the queen i'm just a pawn in the chess game of life send me to wa


the sweet - someone else will
scott/tucker/priest/ connolly if you don't go down on me someone else will so tired of your trying take it as it comes you've


the sweet - time
scott/tucker/priest/ connolly we are spend about life get around, oh where in time seems my mind goes like when good times a


the sweet - anthem no. i (lady of the lake)
connolly /scott/tucker/priest your are the queen i'm just a pawn in the chess game of life send me to wa


the sweet - someone else will
scott/tucker/priest/ connolly if you don't go down on me someone else will so tired of your trying take it as it comes you've


the sweet - time
scott/tucker/priest/ connolly we are spend about life get around, oh where in time seems my mind goes like when good times a


theory of a dead man - bad girlfriend
around and all i see is, no good, bad and ugly, man she's hot and fixed to be, the future ex-miss connolly ! she likes to shake her ass she grinds it to the beat she likes to pull my hair when i make her g


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