1. |
Buck Mulligan
02:38
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I used to be unwreckable
My knowledge was impeccable
My thesis on ‘Ulysses’ was profound
But now it’s all flown out the portholes in my brain
I'm half insane
I'm more 50 Cent now than Ezra Pound
chorus
I used to know James Joyce by heart
And quote everything under the sun
Now I struggle to remember stately, plump
Buck Mulligan
I was literary critical,
My poets metaphysical
I used to know my Mozart from my Brahms
But now I read The Metro
And the bloody internet goes on and on
I'm slower than Edinburgh trams
chorus
Who remembers
Stephen Dedalus
I'm trying my best
Sandycove Martello tower
The ritual of breakfast
Buck slags off Stephen's dead mother
Stephen calls him the usurper
Oh, it's all coming back now
Including English student Haines
Buck calls him a panther
The brawn and the brains
And the milkmaid
And the tussle for the key and Buck asks for a loan
They all walk to the shore but Stephen isn't coming home
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2. |
History Is A Nightmare
03:26
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History is a nightmare
From which I am trying to awake
God is a shout in the street
And Jesus birthday cake
Teaching victories
Of Pyrrhus of Epirus
Cyril Sargent stay behind
For arithmetic exercises
Your ugly face is a challenge
Your mother's love could not have been easy
I'm off to see the headmaster
Garrett Deasy
Garrett Deasy
Garrett Deasy
He loves the sound of his own voice
It makes me queasy
He laughs at his own views
Ireland never persecuted the jews
Because they never let them in
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3. |
Proteus
03:01
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Stephen finds his way to Sandymount Strand
(Philosophically poetical)
He's too damn anxious, so he lies down
(Philosophically poetical)
P.R.O.T.E.U.S
Proteus
Tears tears tears
If you like stream of conciousness, stick around
(Philosophically poetical)
Where the stream of dog piss and nose picking become profound
(Philosophically poetical)
My anxiety levels and inner devils
Are twisting my propriety
I'm jumpy and nervous
like a cat in a circus
weary of society
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4. |
Leopold Bloom's Kitchen
03:22
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The inner organs of beasts and fowls
In Leopold Bloom's kitchen
Relish yer breakfast then move your bowels
Leopold Bloom's kitchen
Talk to the cat, then the butcher's, call in
For a pork kidney
Mail for Molly, including Boylan
Leopold Bloom's kitchen
Molly in bed being well fed
From Leopold Bloom's kitchen
Thinking bout ads and frying bread
In Leopold Bloom's kitchen
What is home without Plumtree's Potted Meat?
In Leopold Bloom's kitchen
Incomplete, incomplete
In Leopold Bloom's kitchen
There's a letter from Milly
Photography in Mullingar
She's doing well, he feels ill, He's
thinking of Molly's manager
Reading Titbits, oh boy
Matcham’s Masterstroke, by Phil Beaufoy
In the outhouse
In the doghouse
The only game is cat and mouse
In Leopold Bloom's kitchen
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5. |
Beware Of Henry Flower
02:16
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Look out ladies
Look out pets
Here's a man
Who's gonna get the Blues
When you go away
He's on fire
Cause he's in love
With a girl who's not the girl she was
When he went out with her
He's chatting in the post office
Trying to be debonair
Beware of Henry Flower
Cos I'm sure he's gonna get you
Yeah!
He will try to say goodbye
Ogling a woman in stockings
Just across the street
But a tram gets in the way
So he moves on into an alley
Tearing Martha's envelope
Then he wanders into church
Musing on theology
Beware of Henry Flower
Cos I'm sure he's gonna get you
Yeah!
I.N.R.I., I.H.S.
Iron nails ran in, I have sinned
or I have suffered
Chemists next, where he buys
A bar of lemon soap and then
He meets Bantam Lyons
Who's sure he's been given a tip
For a horse called Throwaway
Beware of Henry Flower
Cos I'm sure he's gonna get you
Yeah!
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6. |
Funeral Flesh
01:50
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7. |
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I've seen the poison letters of the unionist hacks
About the yellow peril and the reds and the blacks
And the SNP and its treacherous acts
Empire two point zero pap
I've seen the whole defence of Brexit mess
But I've never seen an advert in the Daily Reckless
I've seen satire sites taking the piss
Undermined by the advertisers' kiss
It's been the ruin of many good pages
I've seen many die in recent ages
They've tried to give me grief and stress
But you'll never see an advert in the Daily Reckless
Meanwhile at the Freeman's Journal
Bloom attempts to place an ad
Stephen Dedalus appears
With Deasy's letter on foot and mouth disease
Kiss my Royal Irish arse
You'll never see an advert in the Daily Reckless
So many papers fawning and twee
At the feet of smirking celebrity
Where JK Rowling meets Piers Morgan
Again and again and again and again
I've seen millionaires saying know your place
But I've never seen an advert in the Daily Reckless
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8. |
Let's Eat
02:54
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Bloom is hungry and he meets
An old flame walking down the streets
He hears news of Mina Purefoy's labour
He enters the Burton Hotel
Men scoff like beasts, pure hell
He's looking for something to savour
Let’s eat
Let’s eat
Let’s eat
Into Davy Byrne's and find a seat
Time for gorgonzola cheese
On a sandwich if you please
And a glass of burgundy to wash it down with
Think of Molly - when we wed
She will still be in her bed
Eating, brushing crumbs off, like a goddess
Let’s eat
Let’s eat
Let’s eat
It's me. And me now. On my own two feet
I wonder if those greek statues
Have arses like us mortals do
I'll pop along to the National Museum
It won't take long, I won't be toiling
Oh no, there goes Blazes Boylan
I'll dash into the gallery, rather than see him
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9. |
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Shall I compare Shakespeare to Ann Summers, dear?
Hamlet, adultery, but less desperate:
Rough hands do shake the Jack Rabbits of May,
Ann Summers' lease hath all too short a date:
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And oft' is the gold batteries dimm'd;
And every hair from hair sometime declines,
By chance or nature's changing course untrimm'd:
But thy eternal Summer shall not fade
Nor lose vibration of that pair thou owest;
Nor shall Death brag thou wanderest in his shade,
When in eternal sighs to time thou growest:
A brief encounter in the National Library,
Bloom and Stephen cross paths unknowingly.
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10. |
Cognitive Dissonance
02:12
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Isn't communism brilliant?
Equality and all that shit
If I wasn't such a fascist
I would be right intae it
Cognitive Dissonance
Cognitive Dissonance
Cognitive Dissonance
Cognitive Dissonance
I can hold several opinions
In my head at once - it's mad
Happiness just makes me angry
Being good just makes me sad
Sanitise me, tranquilise me
Fill me full of happy pills
I'll stick to my own devices
You stick to your principles
I just want all things to be
I want everything I get
I don't want all things to be
I don't want anything yet
The Catholic education system
Has driven Stephen's wits astray
Contemplation versus action
Lord Lieutenant cavalcade
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11. |
The Sound Of Sirens
02:57
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12. |
The Citizen
03:53
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I am known as the citizen
An unnamed denizen of Dublin
I hold court and hold sway
In the pub known as Barney Kiernan's
Some say I'm Michael Cusack
Founder member of the G.A.A.
That stands for Gaelic
Athletic Association
And I'll charm everyone in the pub
And when I'm done
I won't know who was won
Anymore
I will use legal jargon
And passages from the Bible
I have cut out the body
Of many an old neighborhood
I don't need to remind you
That I have a bottomless store
Where I keep all mythology
Donated to me by the gods
But it's all that I have
And it's very very sad
But you have to believe to be had
They say I'm a fierce Fenian
And anti-semite to boot
Bloom can stuff his opinion
That our saviour was a Jew
Never anger a cyclops
I don't care who you choose as your king
Watch your head, here's a rock
In the form of an old biscuit tin
So farewell, that's me done
I cracked a mirror
Stared out the sun
And for the record
I can't lie
I have won
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13. |
Gerty MacDowell Syndrome
03:55
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Sandymount Strand watching you
Nausicaa
And Cissy and Edy too
Obviously
Uh huh
Legs and underwear exposed
Making me
Come as the fireworks explode
Oh Gerty
Uh huh
Thrills and spills equals
Gerty MacDowell Syndrome
Uh huh
Sandymount Strand watching you
Nausicaa
And Cissy and Edy too
Obviously
Uh huh
Legs and underwear exposed
Making me
Come as the fireworks explode
Oh Gerty
Uh huh
Lame excuse, letters loose
Irritable Vowel Syndrome
oh
Uh huh
A.E I owe you
Gerty MacDowell
F-f-f-f-f fetch me
A t-t-t-t towel
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14. |
Oxen of the Sun
03:34
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Oh what a place to meet them all
In a maternity hospital
Drunken medical students
Splaying their intelligence
Stephen, Bloom, Buck Mulligan
And the oxen of the sun
Bloom, the only father there
Remembers the death of his heir
He hears that Milly and Bannon
Might just be an item
Oh what a disgraceful scrum
Are the oxen of the sun
On and on go the oxen
In Latin and Anglo-Saxon
Malory, Defoe and Sterne
Dickens, Carlyle and Bunyan
Abortion and contraception
Gist for the oxen of the sun
Till at last Mina Purefoy
Gives birth to a baby boy
And so the gang head out in Dub
lin
...continued the next pub
Oh what a disgraceful scrum
Are the oxen of the sun
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Red lights, onto Bella Cohen's
Swinging from the chandeliers
Na na na na na
Zoe Higgins, Florry Talbot
And Kitty Ricketts are here
Sexual fetishes,
Fantasies and transgressions
Putting Bloom in the dock
Mrs Yelverton Barry,
And Mrs Bellingham
Oh, the crystal chandeliers light up the paintings on the walls
We're all hallucinating - they've got us by the balls
But will the rowdy crowd that had us laughing loud
End in tears, swaying from the chandeliers?
I never did fit in too well with the folks you knew
And it's plain to see that the likes of me, don't fit with you
So you traded me for the gaiety of well to do
And I see dead people in the chandeliers
Oh, the crystal chandeliers light up the paintings on the walls
We're all hallucinating - they've got us by the balls
But will the rowdy crowd that had us laughing loud
End in tears, swaying from the chandeliers?
instrumental break
I see Stephen is overpaying for services received
From the chosen girl of the social world, if stories be believed
So I will do what I have to and I will safekeep
The rest of Stephen's money in case he falls asleep
Oh, the crystal chandeliers light up the paintings on the walls
We're all hallucinating - they've got us by the balls
But will the rowdy crowd that had us laughing loud
End in tears, swaying from the chandeliers?
It will end in tears, smashing the chandeliers
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16. |
Cabman's Shelter
02:38
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When he gets to the shelter Bloom will sit Stephen on his behind
And try his best to resettle his mind
They get to the shelter and try to be friends
Do you, don't you know who we are yet?
I'm coming down fast, you're on another planet
Oh what shall we do with this drunken sailor?
What shall we do with this drunken sailor?
What shall we do with this drunken sailor?
W.B. Murphy
Cabman's shelter, cabman's shelter
Gimme shelter, Gimme shelter
Helter skelter
Cabman's shelter, early in the morning
Do you, don't you want to hang round here?
I'm coming down fast and getting the fear
Oh what shall we do with this drunken sailor?
What shall we do with this drunken sailor?
What shall we do with this drunken sailor?
W.B. Murphy
Cabman's shelter, cabman's shelter
Gimme shelter, Gimme shelter
Helter skelter
Cabman's shelter, early in the morning
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17. |
Recapitulate
01:50
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18. |
Yes O Yes
03:31
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Tommy Mackay Edinburgh, UK
Scottish comedy performer and editor of The Daily Reckless - the paper that sings the news.
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