Tekst piosenki "Rags" - Waterboys

Rags

(Mike Scott)
man looks up on a yellow sky
and the rain turns to rust in his eye
rumours of his health are lies
old England is dying
his clothes are a dirty shade of blue
and his ancient shoes worn through
he steals from me and he lies to you
old England is dying
still he sings an empire song
still he keeps his navy strong
and he sticks his flag where it ill belongs
old England is dying
you're asking what makes me sigh now
what it is makes me shudder so well
I just freeze in the wind and I'm
numb from the pummelin of the snow
that falls from high in yellow skies
down on where the well loved flag of
England flies
where homes are warm and mothers sigh
where comedians laugh and babies cry
where criminals are televised politicians
fraternize
journalists are dignified and everyone is
civilized
and children stare with Heroin eyes
Old England!
evening has fallen
the swans are singing
the last of sunday's bells is ringing
the wind in the trees is sighing
and old England is dying

Inne teksty tego wykonawcy:

In Search Of A Rose	Song from the End of the World
A Pagan Place	All the Things She Gave Me
And A Bang On The Ear	Be My Enemy
Church Not Made With Hands	Fisherman's Blues
In Search for a Rose	Kaliope House
My Love Is My Rock In The Weary Land	Old England
Rags	Somebody Might Wave Back
Spirit	The Big Music
The Pan Within	The Thrill is Gone
The Whole Of The Moon	This Is The Sea
Too Close To Heaven	Trumpets

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