cried, cried, cried
The tear had fallen down he had taken, never back to raise
And then cried Mary, and took out wi' your Claymore
Right outta a' »
Several Species of Small Furry Animals Gathered Together in a Cave and
Ummagumma
by Pink Floyd
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dictated man
Napalm cocktails, served up hot
claymore showers, soothe your guts
The re-conditioned, show no alarm
We re-conditioned them with our smart »
Dictated Aggression
Dictated Aggression
by M.O.D.
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fought on that day
Well the claymore could wield.
When the night came, silently lay
Dead on Culloden's field.
[Chorus]
Burned are our homes, exile »
The Skye Boat Song
The Danny Boy Collection
by John McDermott
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fresh
Claymores pop dropping limbs
Notify next of kin
Pushing on take the ground
Carpet bomb unnatural pound
Blood soaked clothing
It ain't mine »
Kill Zone
Envenomed
by Malevolent Creation
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And with everybody that I find
And with every claymore that they mine
I won't forget who I'm looking for
Oh mother help me I'm looking for
L'Via
Hija »
L' Via l'Viaquez
Frances the Mute
by The Mars Volta
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sleep
Ocean's a royal bed
Rocked in the deep, Flora will keep
Watch by your weary head
Many's the lad fought on that day
Well the claymore could wield »
The Skye Boat Song
Essential
by Nana Mouskouri
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Get off my ass you wee bitty fuck
If I pull out the claymore you're shit outta luck
Who's that girl, that pretty young thing
After I fuck her »
The Blarney Stone
The Mollusk
by Ween
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Get off my ass you wee bitty fuck
If I pull out the claymore you're shit outta luck
Who's that girl, that pretty young thing
After I fuck her »
The Blarney Stone
The Mollusk
by Ween
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Get off my ass, you wee bitty fuck
If I pull out the claymore you're shit outta luck
Who's that girl, that pretty young thing?
After I fuck her »
The Blarney Stone [DVD]
Live in Chicago [Bonus CD]
by Ween
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the sailors cry.
Carry the lad that's born to be king
Over the sea to Skye
Many's the lad fought on that day
Well the claymore did wield
When the night came »
Skye Boat Song
The Very Best of Celtic
by The Corries
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Exile and death
Scatter the loyal men
Yet for my sword, here in my hand,
Charlie will come again
Many's the lad
We fought on that day
Claymores were »
Skye Boat Song
Real McKenzies
by The Real McKenzies
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I walk by.
I got a landmine in my bloodline.
I'm not immune to getting blown apart.
She's like a claymore, that's what she's there for.
She's »
Timebomb
Too Far to Care
by Old 97's
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as yer son dies sae well
Will ye be proud when the last battle's over
Will ye be proud at yer lifes last remain
The targe is torn and the claymore Is »
Will Ye Be Proud
Clash of the Tartans
by The Real McKenzies
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A road so old, so dark
A trail where the damned walk
I've reached the gates of Schattentor
Here under this sycamore
Lies buried my claymore »
Schattentor
Defenders of the Crown
by Human Fortress
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walk by
I got a land mine in my bloodline
I'm not immune to getting blown apart
She's like a claymore, that's what she's there for
She's waiting »
Time Bomb
Old 97's Live [DVD]
by Old 97's
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sale, what's your side? You couldn't say
No, doesn't matter anyway
claymore land mines, anti-personnel kind
Good for lining borders and they're easy »
Doesn't Matter Anyway
Dead Winter Dead
by Savatage
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breather bringing smoke
Whose got the church key more of that claymore dope?
You wouldn't go decafe you said Jesus was a laugh
Now whose is that in »
Dog the Nine
Fist Full of Bees
by Bride
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should sound like that.)
[Aesop Rock]
It was a lazy day,
It was amazing grace,
It was a half-a-dozen claymores daisy-chained.
It wasn't daisies »
Gun For the Whole Family
None Shall Pass
by Aesop Rock
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left and right with Harold at Hastings...
I dispatched Norman swordsmen with Robin of Loxley...
I wielded a claymore at Stirling Bridge...
I was in »
When Rides the Scion of the Storms
Battle Magic
by Bal-Sagoth
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