Текст песни Chumbawamba - All The King`s Men
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And so in the tradition of Manfred the GreatThe people built the glorious vision in his nameGreat Britain they called it, a land for heroesA land where no one was starving, a paradise, a garden of EdenThe garden of Eden, levelled to the groundAnd concreted over, re-built from scratchWith I.C.I. man-made fibres, they made their paradise out of plasticBut our world is cracked and it`s showing throughThe plastic backed cello-taped superglueThe paper money and the patched up liesThe cover-up jobs, the fact they try to hideThat all the king`s horses and all the king`s menWill never stick our world together againWith their plastic, sticky-backed, red-taped lies,And all the paper money they exchange for our livesThink about it, our world, all the ecological catastrophesThey`re happening all at once, at the same time nowMankind to the rescue, I ask you why?To him tomorrow is just another fucking day fucking up the earthFilling his fat silver-lined pockets fullSo please listen, dear peoplekindSee the reason that minkind won`t save the earthCos there`s no money in it for him, it`s not worth his whileIt`s up to usIt`s up to usIt`s up to us, each and every one of us