Pretty in Pink (feat. Shaggy & Capleton) - Barrington Levy

There are two young lovers, they're pledged to each other's hands They meet by the river, to talk of their marriage plans "I'm confessing," he said, "I've signed for a soldier "And I'm leaving tomorrow for some foreign land" She watches the pretty young soldiers As they march themselves off to the war She wonders if she'll ever see him again Somehow she doubts it, but she has to be sure So she rode into town on the very next day And dressed herself up all in man's array With a sword and a musket, she took the King's shilling And to fight in some foreign war She said, "Yes!" She'd be willing All you pretty young soldiers In those uniforms that you've never worn The Captain will come to inspect you all now Let me down, and you'll all wish you'd never been born The Captain, astride of his horse's grey flanks Pulls the pretty young soldier from out of the ranks His gaze it is fixed, and she's starting to shake He said, "Follow me, soldier, and listen to the offer that I'm willing to make" Come you pretty young soldier Come and be my right hand You're having this strange effect on my soul That I don't quite understand Captain, oh Captain, I've a confession to make I love someone else and my heart it will break And as she released her brown hair from a band It tumbled all down her shoulders and into his hands Oh, you pretty young soldier Come and take my right hand You're having this strange effect on my soul And now I think, I understand

Without the pretty pink ribbon You'd end up just like me Without the pretty pink ribbon You'd float down to the sea Without the pretty pink ribbon You'd say just what you pleased Without the sticky little kitten Your ticket could never be free Without your tight little denim Your virtues would all go unknown Without the room that you live in Your cancer would eat through the bone Your muscles would bulge underground Your demons would all be around Without the pretty pink ribbon You'd end up just like me Without the pretty pink ribbon You'd end up just like me Without the pretty pink ribbon You'd burn all these dying leaves Without the pretty pink ribbon You would lift this steaming herd You would kill all the sick ones You would bury them deep in the earth Without the tight little denim Your virtues would all go unknown Without the room that you live in Your cancer would eat through the bone Your muscles would bulge underground Your demons would all be around Without the pretty pink ribbon You'd end up just like me

שלום אני נוסע אני לא רוצה שתלוו אותי הלאה לא שיש לי אשליות בקשר ללונדון לונדון לא מחכה לי גם שם אהיה לבד שלום אני נוסע אני לא רוצה שתלוו אותי הלאה לא שיש לי אשליות בקשר ללונדון לונדון לא מחכה לי גם שם אהיה לבד גם שם אהיה לבד בלונדון יש יותר סרטים בלונדון מוזיקה טובה בלונדון טלוויזיה מצויינת בלונדון אנשים יותר אדיבים כך שהייאוש נעשה יותר נוח אתה מבין? הייאוש נעשה יותר נוח שלום אני נוסע אני לא רוצה שתלוו אותי הלאה לא שיש לי אשליות בקשר ללונדון לונדון לא מחכה לי גם שם אהיה לבד גם שם אהיה לבד בלונדון יש יותר סרטים בלונדון מוזיקה טובה בלונדון טלוויזיה מצויינת בלונדון אנשים יותר אדיבים כך שהייאוש נעשה יותר נוח אתה מבין? הייאוש נעשה יותר נוח בלונדון טלוויזיה מצויינת בלונדון אנשים יותר אדיבים כך שהייאוש נעשה יותר נוח אתה מבין? אז לפחות שהטלוויזיה תהיה טלוויזיה אז לפחות שהטלוויזיה תהיה טלוויזיה שלום שלום שלום

Chumbawamba Miscellaneous The Englishman Abroad Mad dogs and Englishmen go out in the midday sun Taking on the locals, every man jack of 'em Stupid, drunken, gobby toughs No excuse is good enough Arrogant, ignorant, insensibly pissed When you've nothing to prove, you prove it with your fists This is England's chief export Football hooligans--an embarrassment to the sport