Shania Twain

"That Don't Impress Me Much"

I've known a few guys who thought they were pretty smart
 But you've got being right down to an art
 You think you're a genius-you drive me up the wall
 You're a regular original, a know-it-all
 Oh-oo-oh, you think you're special
 Oh-oo-oh, you think you're something else

 Okay, so you're in the RA
 That don't impress me much
 So you got the Semtex but have you got the touch
 Don't get me wrong, yeah I think you're alright
 But that won't keep me warm in the middle of the night
 That don't impress me much
 I never knew a guy who carried a Armalite in his pocket
 And a knife up his sleeve-just in case
 And that Baklaklava over your hair oughtta lock it
 'Cause Heaven forbid it should fall outta place
 Oh-oo-oh, you think you're special
 Oh-oo-oh, you think you're something else

 Okay, so you're in the UFF
 That don't impress me much
 So you got the Pipe Bomps but have you got the touch
 Don't get me wrong, yeah I think you're alright
 But that won't keep me warm in the middle of the night
 That don't impress me much
 You're one of those guys who likes shoot people in the knees
 You make me take off my shoes before you do my ankles in
 I can't believe you kiss your Cock at night
 C'mon baby tell me-you must be jokin', right!
 Oh-oo-oh, you think you're special
 Oh-oo-oh, you think you're something else

 Okay, so you're in the PSNI
 That don't impress me much
 So you got the Cuffs but have you got the touch
 Don't get me wrong, yeah I think you're alright
 But that won't keep me warm in the middle of the night
 That don't impress me much
 You think you're a Freedon Fighter but have you got the touch
 Don't get me wrong, yeah I think you're alright
 But that won't keep me warm on the long, cold, lonely night
 That don't impress me much
 Okay, so what do you think you're Gerry Adams or something...?
 Oo-Oh-Oh
 That don't impress me much!
 Oh-Oh-Oh-Oh-No

 Alright! Alright!
 You're Paisley!
 The Pope maybe.
 Steve Nolan.
 Whatever!
 That don't impress me much!

Louis Ignorant-strong

I see mass starvation,
Nuclear bombs.
I see carpet bombing,
For me and you.
And I think to myself,
When's that pizza ready?

I see HIV,
And child soldiers.
Shooting Klasnicovs,
Into the sky.
And I think to myself,
Better go put the heating on.

The colours of the fireball,
so pretty in the sky.
Are also on the faces,
Of the racists going by.
I see rioters chuckin bricks,
yellin', "I HATE YOU!"
They're really sayin', "I GENUINLY FUCKING HATE YOU!"

I hear cars crashing,
I watch them burn.
They'll overturn,
then skid to a hault.
And I think to myself,
Better book the MOT.
Yes, I think to myself,
Hope my car passes it's MOT.....

Oh yeah...

Pussio - Pussy Cat's Paradise

Verse 1
As I prowl through the valley of the shadow of death
I take a look at my life and realize there's nuttin' left
‘Cause I've been scratchin’ and purrin’ so long that
Even my owner thinks that my mind is gone
 But I ain't never crossed a Blue Tit that didn't deserve it
Me be treated like a punk, you know that's unheard of
You better watch how you lickin’ and where you rollin’
Or you and your homies might be lined in biscuits
 I really hate to trip but I gotta loc
As they tweet I see myself in the scratched up fluff, fool
I'm the kinda C the little kittys wanna be like
On my paws in the night, sayin’ Meow's in the street light

Chorus
We've been sleeping most our lives
Living in the Pussy Cat's Paradise
We've been sleeping most our lives
Living in the Pussy Cat's Paradise
We keep sleeping most our lives
Living in the Pussy Cat's Paradise
We keep sleeping most our lives
Living in the Pussy Cat's Paradise

Verse 2
Look at the situation, they got me facin’
I can't live a normal life, I was raised by the strict
So I gotta be down with the fluff team
Too much David Attenbrough watchin’ got me chasin’ dreams
I'm a educated cat with Whiskas on my mind
Got my claws in my hand and a gleam in my eye
I'm a loc'ed out Pussy, set-trippin’ feline
And my homies is down, so don't arouse my anger, fool
Death ain't nuthin but a Vauxhall Corsa away
I'm livin’ life do-or-die-a, what can I say?
I've had nine lives, but will I live to see ten-fo'?
The way things is goin’ I don't know
Tell me why are we so blind to see
That the ones we hurt are you and me
(Chorus)

The Rolling Stones

(M. Jagger/K. Richards)

I said ohhh, ohhh I'm a dirty fuckin' Prod but I like it.
I said ohh, ohhh I'm a dirty fuckin' Prod but I like it, like it, yes, I do!
Oh, well, I like it, I like it, I like it,
I said can't you see that this old boy has been a lonely?

Scott McKenzie - Derry/Londonderry

Scott McKenzie
Londonderry (Be Sure to Wear Some Kneepads on your Knees)

If you're going to Londonderry
Be sure to wear some kneepads on your knees
If you're going to Londonderry
You're gonna meet some mentle people there

For those who come to Londonderry
Summertime will be a riot-in there
In the streets of Londonderry
Mental people with flowers on their sash

All across the nation such a strange vibration
People in motion (chuckin' bricks)
There's a whole generation with a new explanation
People in motion people in motion (settin' light to cars)

For those who come to Londonderry
Be sure to wear some kneepads on your knees
If you come to Londonderry
Summertime will be a riot-in there

If you come to Londonderry
You might wanna call it Derry depending where you are

Will Smith - P.S.N.I.

Intro

Uh...
Here come the PSNI
It's the PSNI's, uhh, here come the PSNI's
Here come the PSNI
They won't let you surrender
Nah nah nah

Verse 1

The PSNI dress in black remember that
Just in case we're ever at an Interface and make contact
The title held by me -- CID.
Means what you think you saw, you did not see!
So don't blink be what was there
Is now gone, black suit with the black riot gear on
Walk in shadow, move in silence
Guard against Disident Republican violence
But yo RUC's on no Peace Process list
They straight don't exist, no names and no figerprints
Saw somethin strange, watch your back
Cause you never quite know where the PSNI's is at
Uh and...

Chorus

Here come the PSNI (PSNIIIII)
Northern Ireland defenders (oahhaooohh ohhhhh)
Here come the PSNI (PSNIIII)
They won't let you surrender
No, no, no surrender...