I get knocked down but I get up again You`re never gonna keep me down I get knocked down but I get up again You`re never gonna keep me down I get knocked
Goodbye to the summer, sold down the river Unhappy ever after, well, did you ever Did you ever reach for the glued-down penny? Same old joke and it's
Is it worth it? A new winter coat and shoes for the wife And a bicycle on the boy's birthday It's just a rumour that was spread around town By the women
With her friends on a road less travelled, on a journey of do's and dares Looking back on a fear of leaving and forgetting how it felt to be scared There
We'll be singing When we're winning We'll be singing I get knocked down But I get up again You're never going to keep me down Pissing the night away
Oh isn't it horrible? I can't look He fell on the ski-jump And he's not getting up The car he was driving Just blew a tire Oh isn't it horrible? He's
The millionaires are closing ranks Tax-dodging in the race to the bank Listen for the slamming of the stable doors After the horse has bolted Trapped
Never good enough to win the race He was always asked to make the pace Speeding off then left behind To watch someone else win the golden mile Tired of
I?m a loner alone with neuroses and hate Anger is a permanent character trait My letter bombs are primed and ready to send Would you like to add me as
I'm not the kind of man Who'd live a quieter life Just for a minute's silence One, two, three, four Some say it all without a word Silence can be mightier
From Coca-Cola to TV politics Cruise missiles to chicken-in-buckets From words and images to advertising From Colonel Sanders to cop-car sirens And now
Where did the chinaman go? Where did the chinaman go? Bowled out of favor when the paceman move in As pitches got faster with no turn or spin "Bowl faster
Call me on my cellular And I'll give you a free ride to this underground stadium They'll pick up the fair and they'll even tip you Don't even worry about
It is a real pleasure to be here with you this afternoon. I always count it a priviledge whenever I have the opportunity to stand before a group of students
The Saturday afternoon tradition Three falls and one submission Boston crab and half-nelson Bouncing around for television Learn the moves and collect
She's a slip of a girl to be out of school She's a product of apartheid She won her spurs under minority rule She's a product of apartheid Afrikaners
I don?t want to sing about anger and hate I don?t want to sing about fear and defeat I don?t want to sing about the things I always sing about I wish
Two little ducks sank with a knock knock knock She got twenty on tick and smoked the bloody lot The fridge was bare, the dog was bones Weavin' and a-bobbin
