HOUSE OF PAIN Song Lyrics

Album:
"Fine Malt"

1) Salutations
2) Jump Around
3) Put Your Head Out
4) Top O' The Morning To Ya
5) House Of Pain And The Rising Sun
6) Shamrocks And Shenanigans
7) House Of Pain Anthem
8) Danny Boy, Danny Boy
9) Guess Who's Back
10) Put On Your Shit Kickers
11) Come And Get Some O' This
12) Life Goes On
13) One For The Road
14) Feel It
15) All My Love
16) Jump Around Remix

Album:
"Truth Crushed To The Earth Sha"

1) Choose your Poison
2) Earthquake
3) Fed Up
4) Fed Up Remix
5) Heart Full of Sorrow
6) Killa Rhyme Klik
7) No Doubt
8) Pass The Jinn
9) Shut The Door
10) The Have Nots
11) What's That Smell?
12) While I'm Here
13) X-Files

Album:
"Same As It Ever Was"

1) All That
2) Back From The Dead
3) I'm a Swing It
4) Interlude
5) It aint a crime
6) Keep it Comin'
7) On Point
8) On Point (Lethal Dose Remix)
9) Over there Shit
10) Runnin' up on ya
11) Same as It ever was
12) Still Gotta Lotta Love
13) Where I'm From
14) Who's the Man
15) Word is Bond
16) It Ain't A Crime

Album:
"House Of Pain"

1) All My Love
2) Come and Get Some O' This
3) Commercial 1
4) Commercial 2
5) Danny Boy, Danny Boy
6) Feel It
7) Guess Who's Back
8) House of Pain and the Rising Sun
9) House of Pain Anthem
10) Jump Around
11) Jump Around Remix
12) Life Goes On
13) One For the Road
14) Put on your Shit Kickers
15) Put your Head Out
16) Salutations
17) Shamrocks and Shenanigans
18) Shamrocks And Shenanigans (Boom Shalock Lock Boom/Butch Vig Mix)
19) Top O' the Morning to ya

Album:
"Truth Crushed To Earth Shall Rise Again"

1) Fed Up
2) Earthquake
3) No Doubt
4) Choose Your Poison
5) X-Files
6) Fed Up Remix

Album:
"Legend"

1) Legend (Lethal Dose Remix)
2) Legend (Extended Mix)
3) It Aint A Crime (UK Remix)

HOUSE OF PAIN
FINE MALT

Danny Boy, Danny Boy

Peckerwood, peckerwood, tell me your tale
Please do explain why your skin's so pale
And you're so funky, now how can that be
Like a bird in a tree on the TLP
It's the Irish intellect, no one disrespected
My shit'll get hectic real quick
This is the House Of Pain (pain)
And pain is one thing we're not
Cause we know we've got
Style and fashion, smoke some hash and
I'm smackin' up girls like cars were crashin'
Danny Boy, Danny Boy, the pipes are callin'
Thought you was a winner, ya was, now you're all in
That's right, damn skimpy, ya can't get with me
I run the whole track and leave ya three laps back
Chop seuy don't do me no good
I gotta have corn beef and cabbage, if I wanna manage
I never eat pig, but I'll fuck up a potato
I'm not a dago, but pasta's all that
My pockets stay phat, so step the fuck back
You wanna move on me, you better bring an army
I rip shit daily, ask my man Tom Baily
I'm rockin' the clock like if I was Bill Hailey
I'm cockin' my glock, and I got my shileighly
So watch your lady, because I'm

(Danny Boy!) Danny Boy
(Danny Boy!) You know it's Danny Boy
(Danny Boy!) 'S Danny Boy
(Danny Boy!) You know it's Danny Boy
(Danny Boy!) 'S Danny Boy
(Danny Boy!) You know it's Danny Boy

(Da ney Boy, Da Da ney Boy)
Oh Danny Boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling
From glen to glen, and down the mountainside

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