Hogmanay Heroes

And we’ll show you a good time if it’s carnage that you want

It’s a lairy night before you if you are a Dublin debutante

If you stick right by my side, we will take you for a ride

No time for questions now, it’s Hogmanay and this is how

Young lad Gavin Doherty’s gone missing on the bridge

We’ve eleven jars of liquor left and that’s just in the fridge

Passion’s in the eyes, and our Rosa says she feels it going wild

Let’s go wild

As we take another swig from the glasses in our hands

It’s complete obliteration, that’s exactly what we planned for you

That’s another failure through, there’s only one thing left to do

Come on, come on, yeah, oh, yeah

Tonight we’re gonna have a party

And everybody’s gonna come along

Yeah, tonight we’re gonna party

And wonder where that year has gone

Paul McGahan is the man

With the greatest plan of action

Shut the door, hit the floor, don’t let daylight be distraction

Light another cigarette, don’t just be a silhouette

Everything’s for taking, yeah, it simply hasn’t happened yet

Let’s go into the city as we delve into disgrace

We can dance like Brian Kelly when we find another place

Don’t waste time in holding back, now’s the time to lose it

Go wild, let’s go wild

And let’s get lost in time as they’re counting down the clock

They’ll since Auld Lang Sine as we dance around the Dock

Let common sense ignore us, there’s a whole New Year before us

Come on, come on, yeah, oh, yeah

Tonight we’re gonna have a party

And everybody’s gonna come along

Yeah, tonight we’re gonna party

And wonder where that year has gone

Tonight we’re gonna have a party

And everybody’s gonna come along

Yeah, tonight we’re gonna party

And wonder where that year has gone

And that’s another year that we’re throwing to the past

And it seems I’ve blinked ‘cause it’s going by so fast

I will show you what you want, my midnight Mademoiselle

Hogmanay’s upon and we’re gonna raise some hell

Twelve o’clock approaching as the drinks go down

I will hold you up till there’s no-one else around

Passion’s in the eyes and I can feel it going wild

Let’s go wild, let’s go wild

Tonight we’re gonna have a party

And everybody’s gonna come along

Yeah, tonight we’re gonna party

And wonder where that year has gone

Tonight we’re gonna have a party

And everybody’s gonna come along

Yeah, tonight we’re gonna party

And wonder where that year has gone

The Lonely Hearts of England

Approval and affection, well they force you to perform
When you look at your reflection, does it make you feel warm?
Or does something hold you back, until someone holds you tight
Someone for a life-time, or maybe just a night

And I’ve tried and failed many times, I’ve rarely won
But I am a chatty bugger, yes I am my mother’s son
So I’ll try and find my finest shirt and show ‘em what I can
I’ve got various ambitions as an independent man

Does it make you start to question, is it better left unsaid?
With the power of suggestion there’s a stranger in your bed
Does it meet your expectation, does it ever guarantee?
Will the lonely hearts of England stand and raise a glass with me

With the girls all wearing dresses, and the fellas wearing shoes
Everything excessive, and everything to lose
When the bells ring out for two o’clock, it’s the measure of your night
You’ll either end-up frisky or you’ll end-up in a fight

Are you standing with your sweetheart, are you looking for a match?
Do you tell yourself in silence that you really are a catch?
When you step outside for a cigarette and you try to make her laugh
And then treat her to the doubles with the last of the overdraft

Just get another round in, we’re wasting precious time
No celibates, we’re celebrating living in our prime
Do you often sit and wonder, what happiness might be?
Will the lonely hearts of England stand and raise a glass with me

Old Father Time with his stacks of coins is propping-up the bar
He’s seen all kinds of faces, but he’s never been that far
He’s fragile and he’s bony, with skin as thin as silk
But he’d drink a pint of whiskey like you’d drink a pint of milk

When your song came on the jukebox, and you had to stand and jive
And it’s nine o’clock on a Friday night when you really come alive
Just lose your inhibitions, and forget about the truth
‘cause the one thing that you can’t get back is the freedom of your youth

And by twelve o’clock tomorrow, I doubt that we’ll recall
When the truth comes out and you start to shout and there’s nothing past these walls
And they’re snoozing by the telly if they choose to disagree
Will the lonely hearts of England stand and raise a glass with me

Have you spotted someone sexy, are you trying to catch their eye?
It’s a bloody expensive taxi if you stand around all shy
With a little introduction and a little bit of charm
You’ve a belly filled with butterflies and someone on your arm

I’ve told you many times before and I’ll tell you many more
You’re my greatest friend in the bloody world, and that is something sure
And I know I’ve never met you, but you’re such a bloody star
So let’s gather our possessions and we’ll find another bar

If it’s sunny or it’s snowing, it’s a ritual for life
If you’re looking for a girlfriend or you’re hiding from your wife
If you’re drinking on your pension, if you’re young and fancy free
Will the lonely hearts of England stand and raise a glass with me

Will the lonely hearts of England stand and raise a glass with me
Will the lonely hearts of England stand and raise a glass with me

All The Rest Is Propaganda

Tender words between us
From morning through to night
Holding hands but sat alone
Stumbling over what to write
You casually commented
And led me to believe
That after all you’re longing
For the heart that’s on my sleeve

I never did do big and bold
Perhaps it’s for the better
Shouting loud, standing
Well that doesn’t always get her
And I’m weary of the fact
That emotions can confuse
Reality or romance
The beauty or the blues

And if you wanna shout then shout, like you’ve never done before
And if you wanna kiss then kiss me, like you’ve never done before
And if you wanna run let’s run right through that open door
And if you wanna shout then shout, like you’ve never done before

We stroll along the precinct
You ask me where we’re going
I haven’t got the faintest clue
And I’ve no intent of knowing
But if our fingertips entwine
And neither stops to check the time
Full-on focus, fancy free
It couldn’t grow much more for me, oh yeah

And if you wanna shout then shout, like you’ve never done before
And if you wanna kiss then kiss me, like you’ve never done before
And if you wanna run let’s run right through that open door
And if you wanna shout then shout, like you’ve never done before

And I seldom speak, but silence stifles
When you speak, a thousand rifles
Punctuating whilst I’m waiting
The highlight of my week
And with that lip that I’ve been biting
Without that fear that I’ve been fighting
The whole entire world will stop, and
And I’m inviting, yeah

And if you wanna shout then shout, like you’ve never done before
And if you wanna kiss then kiss me, like you’ve never done before
And if you wanna run let’s run right through that open door
And if you wanna shout then, then do it like you’ve never done before

43 Degrees

The sun sets on the evening, she's squinting in the light
Her heart is set on leaving, we're welcoming the night
She ties her hair up slowly with sadness in her eyes
"I'm sick to death of England, rainy summer skies"
I place my arm around her and wave away a frown
"Tonight I'm gonna take you out, we're tearing-up the town"
No need for flights or 43 Degrees
We don't have sandy beaches but it's gonna be a breeze

We're heading on a mission, her friends have come to meet her
Loosen inhibitions with another Margarita
Balearic beats within us and we're heading for the bars
You're never gonna stop us now, the weekend's come, its ours

'cause Friday night, and Saturday night, every night

All we want to do is get high, all we want to do is get high
All we want to do is get high, all we want to do
All we want to do is get high, all we want to do is get high
All we want to do is get high, all we want to do

And the feeling is ecstatic, her troubles are beneath her
Through the ceiling, through the attic, to the soundtrack of Ibiza
I've never seen her move so much, you should have seen her
The weekend takes her out of touch, nothing comes between us

I place my arm around her, she's got me on my knees
Franco and Maria and it's 43 Degrees

'cause youth is standing on our side, we're never looking back
Another beat, another tide, another thrill, another track

'cause Friday night, and Saturday night, every night

All we want to do is get high, all we want to do is get high
All we want to do is get high, all we want to do
All we want to do is get high, all we want to do is get high
All we want to do is get high, all we want to do

Friday night, and Saturday night, every night