Афонина Татьяна фотограф Москва

Chumbawamba

Flesh and Blood and Feelings

  alternative  pop  rock  punk  anarcho-punk
768 3 часа назад

Текст песни Chumbawamba - Flesh and Blood and Feelings

Chumbawamba - Flesh and Blood and Feelings слова песни




Margaret Thatcher lives in Ronald Reagan`s underpantsShe`s been there for eight years cooking up her planTo make the UK like big brother USAWhere selfmade men run everything and this is what they say"Once upon a time, we had an ideaMr Big thought it was a damn good ideaTogether we made the idea strongAnd before too long they could do no wrongAs the idea grew, the number of poeple who dug our idea grew tooWe had a graphic designed who know just what to dohe made it plain and simple, red, white, and blue"Red is the blood of the butchered IndiansWhite is Anglo-American apartheidBlue is the "Gee, I`ll die for my country" mentalityThat made it all possibleOur history, made from other people`s miseryOur history, built on other people`s povertyA present, the world into which we were bornI say, I say, I say, what`s the biggest thing in the world today?It`s the myth that men are big, that includes us ladsThe myth that we`ve got a rocket down our pantsWhen I was ten years old I was bought and soldOn films, TV, books, and comics pushing myths about Mr. BigRock it!"To be someone in this world you gotta have a big, big penis. Not much else matters, just as long as you got a wapping great wanger. The bigger it is, the bigger you are, and you gotta use it!"Mr Big`s the bigger it is the more power it packsMr. Big`s shiny prick nuclear dickHow do we measure up to it?At the age of twelve I thought to myself,"It`s gonna grow"For the next seven years I kept a check of things down belowIt didn`t growNow look at me on the front of this recordAdmittedly it`s not erectBut even allowing for exaggeration there`s no comparison withThis microphone, Sylvester StalloneElectric guitars, sports carsErrol Flynn, Jimmy Hill`s chinStars and stripes and rubber pipesF-111 bombers and The ContrasPost office tower penis powerMuscles and sweat cigarettesRonald Reagan`s smile cruise missilesFourteen, fifteen, going on sixteenNo growth down below if you know what I meanI kept it very quiet, I felt a lot embarrassedI didn`t like going in public toiletsAt school I skipped showersThe State separatism of an all-boys schoolI couldn`t relate to girls, there were different rulesI just wanted to kiss girls, put my hand up their dressThey did right not to like it, `cause women are not fuckin` objectsLike with anything else which we keep to ourselvesWe end up taking it out on somebody elseIt becomes a big thing without being big at allI felt very inadequate, confused, and smallWe hide our feelings, our flesh and our bloodStart putting out Mr. ToughTo be larger than life, more than just flesh and bloodLike the dickheads at shool, at gigs and in pubsWe pretend it doesn`t hurt as we beat each other upIn our confusion we want to be more than flesh and bloodLike the good guys on TV, we pretend to have no feelingsIt`s easier to avoid the emotional scenesSo when it comes to our lives we do not see who we`re hurtingLike the good guys on TV we don`t know our own feelingsAll I needed was demystificationAnd it`s as simple as thisWe`re flesh and blood and feelings, nothing more and nothing lessFlesh and blood and feelings, nothing more and nothing lessFlesh and blood and feelings, nothing more and nothing lessFlesh and blood and feelings, nothing more and nothing lessI say, I say, I say, what`s the biggest idea in the world today?Us losing sight of feeling reality, instead, putting our faith in democracyChurchill died in 1965, but God and country survivedAs a lad I was full of it, it took me twenty years to see through itThe state freedom which keeps us in our placeWhich keeps us blind to how governments operateAnd gives us war to cover our insignificanceAnd gives Thatcher what she wantedA vote of thanks, victory for Britain, oppression with a smileEverybody`s happy, the Union Jack`s on the jack again over Port StanleyYoung growing lads are watching every moveTo see how they measure upGrowing up confused, like I did`Cause their minds are being messed upThe pretending becomes the reality as we turn out the lightsTurn on the power and fuck the consequencesThe reality of rape and violenceFrom the bedrooms to the backstreetsAnd the mass-manufactured murderFrom the boardrooms to the battlefieldsThe reality of their freedomBehind the smiles, the lies, the celebrationsThe price of trying to forget ourselvesTrying to hide but still being racked with painSuch is the life they would have us leadTo kill or be killed for their ideaWhere`s the freedom, I ask, in being told what to do?And living in constant fear?If we`re ever gonna change this thingWe`ve got to try and find a way from withinWithin our heads, amidst our own confusion there must be somethingSomething real, a feeling which is not for saleWhich they can`t drownA love for each other, and a will to resist the people who will try to keep us downLike Northern Ireland, Nicaragua, Grenada, LibyaThe Free World Penis Power intervention is so similarWhere flesh and blood and feeling peopleFighting for their lives, trying to resistAre tortured and killed by democracies and labelled terroristsFlesh and blood and feelings, nothing more and nothing lessFlesh and blood and feelings, nothing more and nothing lessFlesh and blood and feelings, nothing more and nothing lessFlesh and blood and feelings, nothing more and nothing lessFlesh and blood and feelings, nothing more and nothing lessPeoplekind just trying to find some sense in all of this messSomething real, a feeling which will never be for saleA love for each other, a will to resist those who will build our prison wallsFlesh and blood and feelings, nothing more and nothing less(Repeat and fade)

Другие песни Chumbawamba:

Chumbawamba - All In Vain
8 дней назад 1,470 (не задано)
Chumbawamba - All Mixed Up
5 дней назад 1,497 (не задано)
Chumbawamba - All The King`s Men
3 дня назад 1,333 (не задано)
Chumbawamba - All The Kings Men
4 дня назад 1,407 (не задано)
Chumbawamba - Always Tell The Voter What The Voter Wan
4 часа назад 1,014 (не задано)

Похожие артисты:

wispoz.com © 2007-2026