Paisley: it's now or never…

The game’s still on, but the Doc is doing his Elvis impression with a final redition of It’s now or never… But will it all end up in Heartbreak Hotel? Give us you own favoured lyrics for Northern Ireland’s latest political song and dance routine?

  • Mick Fealty

    This on behalf of the two Governments, from Carrie:

    A little less conversation, a little more action please
    All this aggravation ain’t satisfactioning me
    A little more bite and a little less bark
    A little less fight and a little more spark
    Close your mouth and open up your heart and baby satisfy me
    Satisfy me baby

  • fair_deal

    Too many men
    There’s too many people
    Making too many problems
    And not much love to go round
    Can’t you see
    This is a land of confusion

  • Prolefodder

    And its one,two, three what are we fighting for?
    Don’t ask me, I don’t give a damn
    Next stop is Stormont man

  • StrayToaster

    How about an entire album?

    “Never mind the Bollocks, Here’s the IRA’s Pistols’

  • Colm

    “…and their climbing a stairway to Stormont….

  • Pat Mc Larnon

    Non, je ne regret.

  • youngster

    Try to see it my way, do we have to keep on talking ’til we can’t go on?

    If we see it your way, there’s a chance the deal might fall apart before too long!

    We can work it out…
    We can work it out…

  • Warm Storage

    Keeping it as topical as possible, how about the Sisters of Mercy’s ‘Flood I’?:

    “Oh, maybe, in terms of surrender,
    On a backcloth of lashes and eyes
    In a flood of your tears, in sackcloth
    And ashes and ashes and ashes and ashes
    And ashes and ashes and lies…”

    (Cheated and Googled it)

  • ShayPaul

    Come gather ’round people
    Wherever you roam
    And admit that the waters
    Around you have grown
    And accept it that soon
    You’ll be drenched to the bone.
    If your time to you
    Is worth savin’
    Then you better start swimmin’
    Or you’ll sink like a stone
    For the times they are a-changin’.

    Come writers and critics
    Who prophesize with your pen
    And keep your eyes wide
    The chance won’t come again
    And don’t speak too soon
    For the wheel’s still in spin
    And there’s no tellin’ who
    That it’s namin’.
    For the loser now
    Will be later to win
    For the times they are a-changin’.

    Come senators, congressmen
    Please heed the call
    Don’t stand in the doorway
    Don’t block up the hall
    For he that gets hurt
    Will be he who has stalled
    There’s a battle outside
    And it is ragin’.
    It’ll soon shake your windows
    And rattle your walls
    For the times they are a-changin’.

    Come mothers and fathers
    Throughout the land
    And don’t criticize
    What you can’t understand
    Your sons and your daughters
    Are beyond your command
    Your old road is
    Rapidly agin’.
    Please get out of the new one
    If you can’t lend your hand
    For the times they are a-changin’.

    The line it is drawn
    The curse it is cast
    The slow one now
    Will later be fast
    As the present now
    Will later be past
    The order is
    Rapidly fadin’.
    And the first one now
    Will later be last
    For the times they are a-changin’.

    (Bob Dylan)

  • O’McSomething

    “Change Partners (and Dance With Me)”

    Must you dance every dance
    With the same fortunate man?
    You have danced with him since the music began.
    Won’t you change partners and dance with me?

    Must you dance quite so close
    With your lips touching his face?
    Can’t you see I’m longing to be in his place?
    Won’t you change partners and dance with me?

    Ask him to sit this one out
    And while you’re alone,
    I’ll tell the waiter to tell him
    He’s wanted on the telephone.

    You’ve been locked in his arms
    Ever since heaven knows when.
    Oh, won’t you change partners, and then…
    You may never want to change partners again.

    music and words by Irving Berlin

  • Davros

    After reading Pete’s blog :

    Gerry could serenade Papa Doc with :

    f you leave me now, you take away the biggest part of me.
    Ooo oh, baby please don’t go.
    If you leave me now, you’ll take away the very heart of me.
    Ooo oh, baby please don’t go.
    Ooo, oh, I just want you to stay.

    A love like ours is love that’s hard to find.
    How could we let it slip away?
    We’ve come too far to leave it all behind.
    How could we end it all this way?
    When tomorrow comes and we both regret the things we said today.

    (Chicago,words and music by Peter Cetera )

    and Papa Doc could serenade Gerry with :

    Oh, what’ll you do now, my blue-eyed son?
    Oh, what’ll you do now, my darling young one?
    I’m a-goin’ back out ‘fore the rain starts a-fallin’,
    I’ll walk to the depths of the deepest black forest,
    Where the people are many and their hands are all empty,
    Where the pellets of poison are flooding their waters,
    Where the home in the valley meets the damp dirty prison,
    Where the executioner’s face is always well hidden,
    Where hunger is ugly, where souls are forgotten,
    Where black is the color, where none is the number,
    And I’ll tell it and think it and speak it and breathe it,
    And reflect it from the mountain so all souls can see it,
    Then I’ll stand on the ocean until I start sinkin’,
    But I’ll know my song well before I start singin’,
    And it’s a hard, it’s a hard, it’s a hard, it’s a hard,
    It’s a hard rain’s a-gonna fall.

    Bob Dylan
    Copyright © 1963; renewed 1991 Special Rider Music

  • StrayToaster

    More Elvis: GA to RIP:

    We’re caught in a trap
    I can’t walkout
    Because I love you too much baby
    Why can’t you see
    What you’re doing to me
    When you don’t believe a word I say?
    We can’t go on together
    With suspicious minds
    And we can’t build our dreams
    On suspicious minds
    So, if an old friend I know
    Drops by to say hello
    Would I still see suspicion in your eyes?
    Here we go again
    Asking where I’ve been
    You can’t see
    these tears are real
    I’m crying
    We can’t go on together
    With suspicious minds
    And we can’t build our dreams
    On suspicious minds

    I would love to claim credit, but can’t. Ta, Carrie!

  • maca

    Here’s a couple …

    “Welcome to where time stands still
    No-one leaves and no-one will
    Moon is full, never seems to change
    Just labelled metally deranged
    … …”

    Here’s an appropriate one…

    “Look at your young men fighting
    Look at your women crying
    Look at your young men dying
    The way they’ve always done before

    Look at the hate we’re breeding
    Look at the fear we’re feeding
    Look at the lives we’re leading
    The way we’ve always done before

    I don’t need your civil war
    It feeds the rich while it buries the poor
    Your power hungry sellin’ soldiers
    In a human grocery store
    Ain’t that fresh
    I don’t need your civil war”

  • queens_unionist

    But you see, it’s not me, it’s not my family.
    In your head, in your head they are fighting,
    With their tanks and their bombs,
    And their bombs and their guns.
    In your head, in your head, they are crying…


  • queens_unionist

    /\ concerning sinn fein IRA that is….

  • maca

    Didn’t know SF or the IRA had tanks 😉

  • Roger W. Christ XVII

    The IRA have ballistic missiles and have been attempting to deploy them on the Newtownards Road for some time now. They’ve been prevented from doing so only by the gallant actions of some selfless upstart DUP lawyer types from QUB.

  • DessertSpoon

    Things have come to a pretty pass

    Our romance is growing flat,

    For you like this and the other

    While I go for this and that,

    Goodness knows what the end will be

    Oh I don’t know where I’m at

    It looks as if we two will never be one

    Something must be done:

  • ShayPaul

    Is it getting better
    Or do you feel the same
    Will it make it easier on you
    Now you got someone to blame

    You say
    One love
    One life
    When it’s one need
    In the night
    It’s one love
    We get to share it
    It leaves you baby
    If you don’t care for it

    Did I disappoint you?
    Or leave a bad taste in your mouth?
    You act like you never had love
    And you want me to go without

    Well it’s too late
    To drag tha past out
    Into the light
    We’re one
    But we’re not the same
    We get to carry each other
    Carry each other

    Have you come here for forgiveness
    Have you come tor raise the dead
    Havew you come here to play jesus
    To the lepers in your head
    Did I ask too much
    More than a lot
    You gave me nothing
    Now it’s all I got
    We’re one
    But we’re not the same
    We hurt each other
    Then we do it again

    You say
    Love is a temple
    Love a higher law
    Love is a temple
    Love the higher law
    You ask me to enter
    But then you make me crawl
    And I can’t be holding on
    To what you got
    When all you got is hurt

    One love
    One blood
    One life
    You got to do what you should

    One life
    With each other

    One life
    But we’re not the same
    We get to carry each other
    Carry each other