In eighteen hundred and forty-one
The corduroy breeches I put on
Me corduroy breeches I put on
To work upon the railway, the railway
I'm weary »
Poor Paddy
Red Roses for Me
by The Pogues
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The Paddy Set
(Arranged by Seven Nations)
Paddy's Leather Breeches (traditional)
Malts on the Optics (Hamish Moore)
Kelsae Brig (Ian Hardie) »
The Paddy Set
The Factory
by Seven Nations
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When you open your eyes
To a brand new morning
And the sun shines
Above you
You pull on your breeches and say
Oh well,
It's the start »
Brand New Day
The Original Soundtrack
by 10cc
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First blood
The man in breeches leans against the wall
And keeps a green-striped clove ball in his pouch
You know him as your friend but he is »
The Green Boy
A Star for Bram
by Robyn Hitchcock
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afraid they're going too far
So its up to us you and me
To put an end to Catastrophe
We must appeal to their goodness of heart
And ask them to breech »
Zombie Jamboree
The Many Moods of Belafonte/Ballads, Blues and Boasters
by Harry Belafonte
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When confronted by the power of prayer
Goliath leering in the breech
He bragged they had no power
And as they let him make his speech
He grew »
Giants Will Fall
Never for Nothing
by Margaret Becker
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With giant strides
And the woodsman failed to breech those
Fangs in time
So they dragged him through the underbrush
Wearing three winter coats »
Dirty Knife
Fox Confessor Brings the Flood
by Neko Case
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Terror stares
What are they doing prowling round our streets
Who are they looking for with bullets in their breech
Screaming sirens fills the air
Then turn »
God Saved the Queen
Let's Start a War/Live and Loud!
by The Exploited
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to the Indian wars?
It's not breech-loading rifles and wholesale slaughter
It's kickbacks and thugs and diverted water
Treaties get signed and the papers »
Indian Wars
Nothing But a Burning Light
by Bruce Cockburn
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tears
We deal with deserters like this
From the breech to the barrel, the bead we will level
Break earth with a shovel, quick march on the double »
You Hung the Moon
National Ransom
by Elvis Costello
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The man I've got loves cleaned up home and he likes to wear the breeches
He don't like doin' women things like washin' clothes and dishes
You'll find »
To Make a Man (Feel Like a Man)
Gold
by Loretta Lynn
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hour.
There's a breech in the security,
A disturbance in tranquility.
The watcher and the tower,
Waiting hour by hour.
The watcher and the tower, »
Crises
Elements: Mike Oldfield 1973-1991
by Mike Oldfield
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On the night that
Maxton died
I fell over
The Clyde was full of old Tyres
The wind nearly pulled my
Breeches off
And Ann Kelly
She kissed my »
Fellow Hoodlums
Fellow Hoodlums
by Deacon Blue
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goat-ropers and clowns.
A rumble in the third act, tie 'em up and burn 'em down.
We're armed to the teeth, born a little breech;
Blue-plate special analysts, »
I Wanted to Be Wrong
R.E.M. Live
by R.E.M.
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goat-ropers and clowns.
A rumble in the third act, tie 'em up and burn 'em down.
We're armed to the teeth, born a little breech;
Blue-plate special analysts, »
I Wanted to Be Wrong
Around the Sun
by R.E.M.
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goat-ropers and clowns.
A rumble in the third act, tie 'em up and burn 'em down.
We're armed to the teeth, born a little breech;
Blue-plate special analysts, »
I Wanted to Be Wrong [DVD]
Around the Sun [CD & DVD Audio]
by R.E.M.
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Pick a point now slowly spin around it
Seems you're lost, so glad to see you've found it
Anything that makes you more than human
breech the new »
New Wave
Burning the Process
by Pressure 4-5
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at Prunella on Guzzle
The wizardest pony on earth
Why doesn't she slacken his muzzle
And tighten the breech in his girth
I say Mummy there's Mrs. Geyser »
Hunter Trials
Woman Transcending: Rare Recordings From Annie Haslam's Musical Journey
by Annie Haslam
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I bet he'll piss his breeches when we all go up in smoke.
Life's one big disaster, I hear the sound of laughter coming from the hereafter, (I find it »
If I Die Laughing, It'll Be an Act of God
Oui Avant-Garde a Chance
by Skyclad
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the girl became grounded,
And packed her bags, for the beaches, with contacts and breeches
Of contracts.
The freedom to be alone with the freedom, »
The Freedom
Beast Moans
by Swan Lake
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your face
Your breech still emitting rancorous poo
Pour another bowl of butthole stew
Your anus wiped clean with antiseptic pads
Depuration »
Immaculate Defecation
Dead Shall Dead Remain
by Impaled
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On the run from
Suicide
Love breeches
Temptation
On the edge boy
What's inside
You better look
You better run and hide
Storms coming »
Deeper Than Life
Carved in Stone
by Shadow Gallery
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He was just a lad of fifteen years
Who barely fit his breeches
A latter day Dick Whittington
Who dreamt of fame and riches
His teachers took him »
Earth Mother, The Sun and the Furious Host
Jonah's Ark
by Skyclad
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aware life is on the way to breech
Do belive from beneath you it devours you
You're ready now, to take it all in
Devil may care
Oh, the load he must »
Devil May Care
Unlimited
by Susperia
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Don't shake it too hard or you'll bust them breeches
I know you couldn't 've put'em on all by yourself
'Cause they fit so tight you had to have help
I »
Them Jeans
Ba-Dop-Boom-Bang
by Grandmaster Flash
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