The Best Lyrics of Sinead O'Connor

What are you thinking about, Sinead?


Some great quotes from Sinead O'Connor songs...

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England's not the mythical land of Madame George and roses
It's the home of police who kill black boys on mopads

"Black Boys On Mopads"

Whatever it may bring
I will live by my own policies
I will slepp with a clear conscience
I will sleep in peace

"The Emperor's New Clothes"

There's been days like this before u know
And I liked it all
Like the time we did it so hard
There was blood on the wall

"Jump In The River"

I remember it
In Dublin in a rainstorm
We're sitting in the long grass in summer
Keeping warm

"Troy"

So stop talking of war
Cos u know we've heard it all before
Why don't u go out there and do something useful?!

"Dring Before The War"

My skin is not a football for you
My head is not a football for you
My body is not a football for you
My womb is not a football for you
My heart is not a football for you

"Red Football"

OK, I want to talk about Ireland...

"Famine"

See we're like a child that's been battered
Has to drive itself out of its head because it's frightened
Still feels all the painful feelings
But they loose contact with the memory

"Famine"

So let's take a look shall we
The Highest statistics of child abouse in the EEC
And we say we're a Christian country...

"Famine"

I see the Irish
As a race like a child
That got itself bashed in the face

"Famine"

In your head! In your head!
Zombie! Zombie!

oops... Sorry

Vampire, you're feed on the life of a pure heart
Vampire, you suck the life of goodness

From now on I'll call you England!
From now on I'll call you England!

"Empire"

Once upon a time there was
Irish Ways and Irish Laws
Villages of Irish blood
Waking to the morning.

"Irish Ways and Irish Laws"

And I miss my little boy
I strayed away, so far away
And I need him tonight
To feel his hands around my face
His loving eyes
His happy face
Would be so right

"My Special Child"

All those nights with my arse in your face
And your words in my dreams
Now I know what the value of ignorance means

"The Value of Ignorance"

I'll never wash there clothes
I want to keep the stain
Your blood to me is precious
Nor would I spill it in vain
Your spirit sings
Though your lips never part
Singing only to me
The thief of your heart

"You Made Me The Thief of Your Heart"

FIGHT THE REAL ENEMY!

"War"

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