C r a t e r s & j u s t a s h o u t a w a y
Born in the 60´s, raised and outer-world-aware-in the 70´s one´s
Northern Ireland-image is that of bombs & fights.
Btw speakin of Middle East, I hear not even Beirut aint a bombhole anymore... The world´s a-changin. Mainly, in this matter, to a better place.
Myself havent been to Berlin since the goddam wall stood there... Seriously, brother Gazza, I know there are no holes anymore.
("Nobody they know how many holes it takes to fill the Albert Hall... "
G Bm Em C F
And though the holes were rather small, they had to count them all
Em E? C
Now they know how many holes it takes to fill the Albert Hall
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[btw heard Burdon´s & War´s version of tha´one?] )
But I remember I met a fellow-interrailer at 88-89 sometgin, a Norweigan chap; I asked him - meself just leavin Ireland, Eire - where he´d been, and he said Belfast, and I thought "O, holy macaroni, brave man".
- So, no kiddin now, I really want to see Ulster/Northern Ireland one day... Maybe that will be the same day I go for a trip to Scotland.
...Hope you ´ll show me your town that day, ol´ Gaz?
Bein a dyin ol geezer of 40-somethin (well, only 41) aint always bad...
Speakin traveling, I used to go to Yugoslavia before the war.
Not the brightest of countries, but still a rich experience.
And I´m certain a great pertion of Mick´s-Keith´s-Charlie´s sentiments evolves from their early-in-life thing with WW II.