Once upon a time in the west

Some people get a cheap laugh breaking up the speed limit 
Scaring the pedestrians for minute 
Crossing up progress driving on the grass 
Leaving just enough room to pass 
Sunday driver never took a test 
Oh yeah, once upon a time in the west 
Yes it's no use saying that you don't know nothing 
It's still gonna get you if you don't do something 
Sitting on a fence that's a dangerous course 
Ah, you could even catch a buller from the peace-keeping force 
Even the hero gets a bullet in the chest 
Oh yeah, once upon a time in the west 

Mother Mary your children are slaughtered 
Some of you mothers ought to lock up yout daughter 
Who's protecting the innocenti 
Heap big trouble in the land of plenty 
Tell me how we're gonna do what's best 
You guess once upon a time in the west 

Oh yeah once upon a time in the west 
Oh yeah once upon a time in the west 
Oh yeah once upon a time in the west 

Once upon a time in the west 
 
News
  
He sticks to his guns 
he take the road as it comes 
It take the shine off his shoes 
He says it's a shame 
You know it may be a game 
Ah but I won't play to loose 
He's burning the grass 
Ha take up a glass 
He swallow it neat 
He crosses the floor 
he open the door 
He take a sniff of the street 

And then she tell him that he's crazy 
She's a-saying hey baby 
I'm your wife 
Yeah she tell him that he's crazy 
For gambling a-with his life 

But he climbs on his horse 
You know he feel no remorse 
he just kicks it alive 
His motor is fine 
He take it over the line 
Until he's ready to dive 

And she tell him that he's crazy 
Yes she's saying listen baby 
I'm your wife 
Yeah she tell him that he's crazy 
For gambling with his life 

He sticks to his guns 
He take the road as it comes 
It take the shine off his shoes 
He say it's a shame 
You know it may be a game 
Ah but I won't play to loose 

He sticks to his guns 
He take the road as it comes 
It take the shine off his shoes 
He's too fast to stop 
He take it over the top 
He make a line in the news 
 
Where do you think you're going?
  
Where d'ya think you're going 
Don't you know it's dark outside 
Where d'ya think you're going 
Don't you care about my pride 
Where d'ya think you're going 
I think a you don't know 
You got no way of knowing 
I understand your changes 
A-long before you reach the door 
I know what you came her for 
And now I'm sick of joking 
You know I like you to be free 
A-where d'ya think ya going 
I think you better go with me girl 

You say there is no reason 
But you still find cause to doubt me 
If you ain't with me girl 
You're gonna be without me 

Where d'ya think you're going 
Don't you know it's dark outside 
Where d'ya think you're going 
I wish I didn't care about my pride 
And now I'm sick of joking 
You know I like you to be free 
A-where d'ya think ya going 
I think you better go with me girl 

Communiqué
 
We wanna get a statement for Jesus' sake 
It's like a talking to a wall 
He's incummunicado 
No comment to make 
He's saying nothing at all 
Yeah but in the communique 
You know he's gonna come clean 
Think what he say 
Say what he means 
Maybe on a Monday het got something to say 

Communication 
Communique 
Communique 

Maybe he could talk about the tricks of the trade 
Maybe he could talk about himself 
Maybe he could talk about the money he made 
Maybe he be saying something else 

But in the communique you know he's gonna come clean 
Think what he say 
Say what he means 
Maybe on a Monday he got something to say 

Communication 
Communique 
Communique 

Well now the rumours are flying 
Speculation rife 
They say that he's been trying someone else's wife 
Somebody at the airport 
Somebody on the phone 
Say he's at the station and he's coming home alone 

Then we get the story 
The serious piece 
And a photography a taken in the hall 
And you don't have to worry with the previous release 
Right now he's saying nothing at all 
But in the communique you know he's gonna come clean 
Think what he say 
Say what he mean 
Maybe on a Monday he'll have something to say 

Communication 
Communique 
Communique 

Communication 

Lady writer
 
Lady Writer on the t.v. 
Talk about the Virgin Mary 
Reminded me of you 
Expectations left to come up to yeah 
Lady writer on the t.v. 
Yeah, she had another quality 
The way you used to look 
And I know you never read a book 

Just the way that her hair fell down around her face 
Then I recall my fall from grace 
Another time, another place 

Lady write on the t.v. 
She had all the brains and the beauty 
The picture does not fit 
You talked to me when you felt like it 

Just the way that her hair fell down around her face 
Then I recall my fall from grace 
Another time, another place 

Yes and your rich old man 
You know he'd call her a dead ringer 
You got the same command 
Plus you mother was a jazz singer 

Just the way that her hair fell down around her face 
Then I recall my fall from grace 
Another time, another place 

Lady writer on the t.v. 
She knew all about a history 
You couldn't hardly write your name 
I think I want you just the same as the 

Lady writer on the t.v. 
Talking about the Virgin Mary 
Yeah you know I'm talking about you and me 
And the lady writer on the t.v. 
Lady writer on the t.v. 
Talking about the Virgin Mary 
Yeah you know I'm talking about you and me 
And the lady writer on the t.v.
 
Angel of mercy
 
Well there's a Peter Pan moon, sheherd's delight 
I got the dragon at noon, yes and I won the fight 
Now i want my reward in heaven tonight, just like you promised 
Angel of mercy you'll come to no harm 
Angel of mercy, there's no need for alarm 
The knight in his armour wants a night in your arms 
You know he's honest 
Angel of mercy, angel delight, give me my reward in heaven tonight 
And if I give up my sword, won't you give me the right 
Sweet angel 

Well now it's too late for talkin', we can talk later on 
Let the saxophone play us till the chorus of dawn 
And I need is a little oblivion, you don't need protection 
Well now here come the moonlight down on your bed 
Angel of mercy let your heart rule your head 
I don't want your money, I want you instead 
Don't need rejection yeah 

Angel of mercy, angel delight, give me my reward in heaven tonight 
And if I give up my sword, won't you give me the right 
Angel of mercy, give me heaven tonight 
Well, if you cross your heart 
And spit and swear upon the grave of your mother 
You gotta get into it, You gotta tell me that I'm more than a lower 

Yeah angel of mercy, angel delight 
A-give me my reward in heaven tonight 
And if I give up my sword, won't you give me the right 
Angel of mercy, give me heaven tonight 

Yeah angel of mercy, angel delight 
A-give me my reward in heaven tonight 
And if I give up my sword, won't you give me the right 
Angel of mercy, give me heaven tonight 

Yeah angel of mercy, angel delight 
A-give me my reward in heaven tonight 
And if I give up my sword, won't you give me the right 
Angel of mercy, give me heaven tonight 

Portobello Belle
 
Bella donna's on the high street 
Her breasts upon the off beat 
And the stalls are just the side shows 
Victoriana's old clothes 
And yes her jeans are tight now 
She gotta travel light now 
She's gotta tear up all her roots now 
She got a turn up for the boots now 
Yeah she thinks she's tough 
She ain't no english rose 
But the blind singer 
He's seen enough and he knows 
Yes and he do a song 
About a long gone irish girl 
Ah but I got one for you Portobello Belle 

She sees a man upon his back there 
Escaping from a sack there 
And bella donna lingers 
Her gloves they got no fingers 
Yeah, the blind man singing irish 
He get his money in a tin dish 
Just a corner serenader 
Upon a time he could have made her, made her 
Yeah, she thinks she's tough 
She ain't no english rose 
Ah, but the blind singer 
He's seen enough and he knows 
Yes and do a song 
About a long gone Irish girl 
Ah but I got one for you Portobello Belle 

Yes and the barrow boys are hawking 
And a Parakeet is squawking 
Upon a truck there is a rhino 
She get the crying of a wino 
And then she hear the reggae rumble 
Bella donna's in the jungle 
But she is no garden flower 
There is no distress in the tower 
Oh, bella donna walks 
Bella donna taking a stroll 
But she don't care about your window box 
Or your button hole 
Yes and she sing a song about a long gone Irish girl 
Ah but I got one for you Portobello Belle 
 
Single-handed sailor

Two in the morning dry-dock town 
The river rolls in the night 
Little gypsy moth she's all tied down 
She quiver in the wind and the light 

Yeah and a sailing ship is just held down in chains 
From the lazy days of sail 
She's just a lying there in sailent pain 
He lean on the tourist rail 

A mother and her baby and the college of war 
In the concrete graves 
You never wanna fight against the river law 
Nobody rules the waves 
Yeah and on a night when the lazy wind is a-wailing 
Around the Cutty Sark 
The single handed sailor goes sailing 
Sailing away in the dark 

He's upon the bridge on the self same night 
The mariner of dry dock land 
Two in the morning but there's one green light 
And a man on a barge of sand 

She's gonna slip away below him 
Away from the rhings he's done 
But he just shouts "hey man what you call this thing" 
He could have said "Pride of London" 
On a night when the lazy wind is a-wailing 
Around the Cutty Sark 
Yeah the single handed sailor goes sailing 
Sailing away in the dark 
  
Follow me home

Oh well the sun go down 
Celebration in the town tonight 
All day long 
They been slaughtering upon the stone 
Share out the meat 
Yeah, you really like to eat 
Come on woman, come follow me home 

Well, the priest he cries 
Virgin ascending to the skies tonight 
All day long 
I have passed my time alone 
And when the curch bell rung 
I stayed out on the tower 
In a dying sun 
Now come on woman, come follow me home 

Well I don't no priest 
But I love all of the people 
Yes I share the feast 
Si I drick up my wine 
Yes and the song in my bones 
I know the way 
I can see by the moonlight 
Clear as the day 
Now come on woman, come follow me home