DzM wrote:

philipchevron wrote:If you google "Fred Phelps" and "Matthew Shepard" it may shed light on one aspect of the song.

For those that may feel like getting angry on Sunday, April 1, 2007:

http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/uk_news/magazine/6507971.stm

I love Louis Theroux!

philipchevron wrote:If you google "Fred Phelps" and "Matthew Shepard" it may shed light on one aspect of the song.

For those that may feel like getting angry on Sunday, April 1, 2007:

http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/uk_news/magazine/6507971.stm

i just spent some time checking mr fred phelps out ,what a fuckin jerk, if god hates fags that much why dont god give up smokeing,or try a pipe : you would think its all some kind of twisted joke the g.h.f"s web site, iam sure they will end up going out in flames oneday, sooner for the planet than later i hope

Thanks sir!

That's what I love about the Pogues. With other bands you get songs, with the Pogues you get homework!!

I don't like to say too much about new songs, before they have grown their own lives. The "when" is January to May 2005 but If I knew the "why", I would not have needed to write the song. If you google "Fred Phelps" and "Matthew Shepard" it may shed light on one aspect of the song. Try "dominionism" and "last days" for another component.

Any more stuff about why and when the song was written?

HINTERLAND


Words & Music Philip Chevron, 2005
Copyright Control



a man walks into a bar
all paradise lost
ev'ry rubicon crossed
nothin' doin' but huckleberry gin -

"Oh, play me a tune that my demons can hear
Sing me a song of the new frontier you're promisin' "


Out here in the Hinterland
We live like kings,
Feasting on the plenty
which ev'ry harvest brings.
Don't say our riches lie beneath the sands
of godforsaken Holy Lands
where Faith is just mistaken self-belief

Ooby dooby dooby
Sha na na na na
Ooby dooby dooby
Sha na na na na


Go ahead caller.......you're on the air......!

a boy walks into a bar
maybe tonight won't end
before he meets a friend
who's sweeter than huckleberry gin -

"Oh, who'll come and dance with this lonesome peach?
A fleeting romance may be within the reach I'm promisin' "



Out here in the Hinterland
We live like kings,
Feasting on the plenty
which ev'ry harvest brings.
Don't say our riches lie beneath the sands
of Godforsaken Holy Lands
where Faith is just mistaken self-belief

Ooby dooby dooby
Sha na na na na
Ooby dooby dooby
Sha na na na na


Shine on prairie moon
Light up this lonely sky,
We found ouselves a pretty angel
we had to crucify.
And on his face is the rusty track
of the very last tear he cried.
You should've saved your tears for Jesus, boy!
You shoulda saved your tears..........


Out here in the Hinterland
We live like kings,
Feasting on the plenty
which ev'ry harvest brings.
Don't say our riches lie beneath the sands
of Godforsaken Holy Lands
where Faith is just mistaken self-belief

Ooby dooby dooby
Sha na na na na
Ooby dooby dooby
Sha na na na na


Go ahead caller.......you're on the air......!

Somewhere a rose grows through the desert sand.

a man walks into a bar
all paradise lost
ev'ry rubicon crossed
nothin' doin' but huckleberry gin -



Jerusalem
Your requiem is sounded.
The armies of great nations have got you surrounded.
When we've drug the Devil through this vale of tears,
We'll tie the Devil up for a thousand years,
Gagged and bound for a thousand years.
We got you surrounded......
Gagged and bounded.........

It truly is, and was great at Croke Park. Anyone got all the lyrics yet?

I heard The Radiators' new song HINTERLAND for the first time last night on radio and it is abslutely brilliant!!! Well done all.