Biography:
https://www.facebook.com/attilathestockbroker . Radical-force-of-nature performance poet/musician Attila the Stockbroker celebrates the 35th anniversary of his first gig with the publication of his autobiography ‘Arguments Yard’ in September 2015 .
Launched into public consciousness by legendary Radio One DJ John Peel in 1982/83, he has spent 35 years touring the world as a self sustaining DIY one man cottage industry, performing well over
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Four years of hard work!
This month of May we celebrated four years on the air. We continue working on the dissemination of this wonderful instrument, thank you for participating in our story!
This month of May we celebrated four years on the air. We continue working on the dissemination of this wonderful instrument, thank you for participating in our story!
[Intro]
D D A G [x2]
[Verse 1]
D
I don’t want a fortnight on the Costa del Sol
Don’t wanna go to Bognor, it’s a plague-ridden hole
A G D
And it don’t fit in with my ideology
D
Down the Adriatic to the Vlora Bay
Twenty pints of Fosters and I’m away
A G D
‘Cause now I know just where I wanna be
A G D
Albania, that’s the place for me
[Verse 2]
D
I used to like Bermuda but there’s too many lice
And last year I got herpes and that’s not very nice
A G D
So take me where the lemmings all run free
D
We’ll boogie in Tirana to the latests sounds
Then to Girokastra and we’ll do the rounds
A G D
‘Cause now I know just where I wanna be
A G D
Albania, that’s the place for me
[Verse 3]
D
There really isn’t anything can match the charms
Of the tractor factories and the halibut farms
A G D
And the legend’ry football team, Partizani
D
I don’t want a holiday in the sun
Two weeks in Albania’s much more fun
A G D
And now I know just where I wanna be
A G D
Albania, that’s the place for me
A G D
I said Albania, that’s the place for me
D D A G [x2]
[Verse 1]
D
I don’t want a fortnight on the Costa del Sol
Don’t wanna go to Bognor, it’s a plague-ridden hole
A G D
And it don’t fit in with my ideology
D
Down the Adriatic to the Vlora Bay
Twenty pints of Fosters and I’m away
A G D
‘Cause now I know just where I wanna be
A G D
Albania, that’s the place for me
[Verse 2]
D
I used to like Bermuda but there’s too many lice
And last year I got herpes and that’s not very nice
A G D
So take me where the lemmings all run free
D
We’ll boogie in Tirana to the latests sounds
Then to Girokastra and we’ll do the rounds
A G D
‘Cause now I know just where I wanna be
A G D
Albania, that’s the place for me
[Verse 3]
D
There really isn’t anything can match the charms
Of the tractor factories and the halibut farms
A G D
And the legend’ry football team, Partizani
D
I don’t want a holiday in the sun
Two weeks in Albania’s much more fun
A G D
And now I know just where I wanna be
A G D
Albania, that’s the place for me
A G D
I said Albania, that’s the place for me
