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What else should I be
All apologies
What else should I say
Everyone is gay

What else could I write
I don′t have the right
What else should I be
All apologies

In the sun
In the sun I feel as one
In the sun
In the sun
I′m married
Buried
Buried

I wish I was like you
Easily amused
Find my nest of salt
Everything′s my fault
I′ll take all the blame
Aqua sea-foam shame
Sunburn with freezer-burn
Choking on the ashes of her enemy

In the sun
In the sun I feel as one
In the sun
In the sun

@ Sinead O′Connor

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All babies are born saying God′s name
Over and over,
All born singing God′s name
All babies are flown from the Universe
From there they′re lifted by the hands of angels
God gives them the stars to use as ladders
She hears their calls
She is mother and father
All babies are born out of great pain
Over and over
All born into great pain
All babies are crying
For no-one remembers God′s name

All babies are born saying God′s name
Over and over,
All born singing God′s name
All babies are flown from the Universe
From there they′re lifted by the hands of angels
God gives them the stars to use as ladders
She hears their calls
She is mother and father
All babies are born out of great pain
Over and over

@ Sinead O′Connor

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After one whole quart of brandy
Like a daisy I′ll awake
With no Bromo Seltzer handy
I don′t even shake
Men are not a new sensation
I′ve done pretty well I think
But this half-pint imitation
Put me on the blink

I′m wild again
beguiled again
a simpering whimpering child again
bewitched bothered and bewildered
Am I
couldn′t sleep, and wouldn′t sleep
when love came and told me
I shouldn′t sleep
Bewiched bothered and bewildered
Am I

lost my heart, but what of it?
he is cold, I agree
he can laugh, but I love it
Because the laugh′s on me
I′ll sing to him, each spring to him
And long for the day
when I′ll cling to him,
Bewitched bothered and bewildered
Am I.

He′s a fool and don′t I know it
But a fool can have his charms
I′m in love and don′t I show it
like a babe in arms
I′ve sinned a lot
I′m mean a lot
But I′m like sweet seventeen a lot
bewitched bothered and bewildered
Am I
I′ll sing to him
Each spring to him
And worship the trousers

@ Sinead O′Connor

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Margareth Thatcher on TV
Shocked by the deaths that took place in Beijing
It seems strange that she should be offended
The same orders are given by her

I′ve said this before now
You said I was childish and you′ll say it now
";Remember what I told you
If they hated me they will hate you";

England′s not the mythical land of Madame George and roses
It′s the home of police who kill black boys on mopeds
And I love my boy and that′s why I′m leaving
I don′t want him to be aware that there′s
Any such thing as grieving

Young mother down at Smithfield
5 am, looking for food for her kids
In her arms she holds three cold babies
And the first word that they learned was ";please";

These are dangerous days

@ Sinead O′Connor

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I′m feelin′mighty lonesome,
haven′t slept a wink
I walk the floor and watch
the door and in between
I drink black coffee
Love′s hand me down broom
I′ll never know a Sunday
In this weekday room
I′m talkin′ to the shadows
One o′clock till four
And Lord, how slow
the moments go
When all I do is pour
black coffee
Since the blues caught my eye
I′m hangin′out on Monday
my Sunday dreams to dry
Now a man is born to go a lovin′
A woman′s born to weep and fret
To stay at home and
tend her over
And drown het past regrets
in coffee and cigarettes!

@ Sinead O′Connor

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I was born in Dublin town
Where there was not too much going on down
For girls whose only hope
Was not to find a man who could piss in a pot
So early I heard my first guitar
And I knew I wanted to be a big star
And I told my poor worried father
Said I ain′t gonna go to school no more
Cuz see I wanna look cool and I wanna look good
With my hair slicked back and my black leather boots
Wanna stand up tall with my boobs upright
And feel real hot when the makeup′s nice
I get sexy underneath the lights
Like I wanna fuck every man in sight
Baby come home with me tonight
Make you feel good make you feel all right
I′m going away to London
I got myself a big fat plan
Gonna be a singer in a rock ′n′ roll band
And I′m gonna change everything I can
Sorry to be disappointing
Wasn′t born for no marrying
Wanna make my own living singing
Strong independent Pagan woman singing
And I feel real cool and I feel real good
Got my hair shaved off and my black thigh boots
I stand up tall with my pride upright
And I feel real hot when the makeup′s nice
I get sexy underneath them lights

@ Sinead O′Connor

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I wanna go wallking with you
If you′d agree
I wanna do some talking with you
Where no one can see

I wanna go dancing darling
If you agree
I think I′ll feel a safe step darling
If you were with me

And when you wrap your arms around me
When you take me close and say
That you′re so happy and so glad you found me
You take my rainy days and make them go away

Long time I′ve been thinking of you
Do you think of me too?
Long time I′ve been dreaming of you
Make this dream come true

Long time I′ve been wondering about this
Can this really exist
I think I feel a peaceful feeling
In the warmth of your kiss

And when you wrap your arms around me
When you take me close and say
That you′re so happy and so glad you found me
You take my rainy days and make them go away

On this journey may the good lord guide us
And may the goddess dance beside us

And when you wrap your arms around me
When you take me close and say
That you′re so happy and so glad you found me

@ Sinead O′Connor

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he first time I saw you
I loved you
I loved you
Your face blue
Your eyes too
Your mouth too
Your mouth too
When I heard you
I wanted you
Give birth to you
Give birth to you
I made love to you
Made love to you
The great goddess
Had us blessed
The last time I saw you
I fought with you
I fought with you
I didn′t mean to
I didn′t mean to
Oh say you′ll see me
Let me say sorry
The next time I see you
I′ll love you

@ Sinead O′Connor

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Sunday is gloomy,
My hours are slumberless,
Dearest the shadows
I live with are numberless
Little white flowers will
never awaken you
Not where the black coach
of sorrow has taken you
Angels have no thought of
ever returning you
Would they be angry
if I thought of joining you
Gloomy Sunday.

Sunday is gloomy
with shadows I spend it all
My heart and I have
decided to end it all
Soon there′ll be flowers
and prayers that are sad,
I know, let them not weep,
let then know
that I′m glad to go

Death is no dream,
for in death I′m caressing you
With the last breath of my
soul I′ll be blessing you

Gloomy Sunday
Dreaming
I was only dreaming

@ Sinead O′Connor