Текст песни Billy Bragg - Feed of Man
Billy Bragg - Feed of Man слова песни
If youBeat up, butcher, andYou bleed a man:If you bang up and badger andBloodlet a man;And then I come alongOn the feet of manAnd half way laff and cry boutThe meat of man,And I do what I can toBale string and tie some ballad truthsUp cured outFor the feed of manAndFolks try to tell meThat its on gods ordersThat you bleed your man;Its on gods good word that youBleed your man;On gods plan printThat you dead a man;Or you spit and curse and whipYour man;I say Ill help you fix andSqueeze yourself up a new kind of a godOf some kind;One that tells youFertilyze and multyplye;One thatTells you:Outsow and outblow,Outplant and outgrow;Outdo, and outrun, and outclimb, and out spreadEvery other tree and bushAnd brushy fruits and flower petalls;Out fruit them allFor the feed of man;Out stalk and out hunt and out thinkFor gods own sweet sake, out think! out think!Outthink the fruitsOutgrow these animal kind and shapes of man!It you miss and go downYour dust will turn up on that long hot jobOnce more againTo help in the feeding and the seed of manAnd not in the bleeding and the end of man.Words: woody guthrie (date unknown) - music: jeff tweedy (1998)Jay bennett: b3 organ, leslie guitarBilly bragg: resonator guitarKen coomer: drumsJohn stirratt: bassJeff tweedy: vocal, acoustic guitar, electric guitar