Текст песни Billy Bragg - I Don`t Need This Pressure Ron
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What was that bang? It was the next big thingExploding over our headsAnd soon the next generationWill emerge from behind the bike shedsWhat are we going to offer them?The exact same thing as beforeBut a different way to wear itAnd the promise of a whole lot moreOh, pity the pressures at the top,The tantrums and the tearsAnd the sound of platinum cash tillsRinging in their earsMoney maketh man a ToryDon`t fire that assumption at meI like toast as much as anyoneBut not for breakfast, dinner, and teaSo don`t saddle me with your idealsAnd spare me all your guiltFor a poet with all the answersHas never yet been builtI see no shame in putting my nameTo socialism`s causeNor seeking some more relevanceThan spotlight and applauseNeither in the name of conscienceNor the name of charityMoney is put where mouths areIn the name of solidarityWe sing of freedomAnd we speak of liberationBut such chances comeBut once a generationSo I`ll ignore what I am sureWere the best of your intentionsYou are judged by your actionsAnd not by your pretensionsThere is drudgery in social changeAnd glory for the fewAnd if you don`t tell me what not to sayI won`t tell you what not to do