Текст песни Eurythmics - Here We Go Again
Eurythmics - Here We Go Again слова песни
I once knew a ponyWhose name was SurvivalHe died in the winter of a happy revolutionThere were militant marchesOver his dead bodyChildren were crying and begging for mercyOneHere we go againTwoHere we go againWe`re all gonna be historyThreeHere we go againShe`s turning and turning, our American SisterHands full of arrows and paperback biblesLike a boxing heroShe stands in the ashesThe voice of Martin LutherThrough the radio flashesOneHere we go againTwoHere we go againWe`re all gonna be historyThreeHere we go againOh here we go againBlack snow in the fields againBut tell me where is the friendship train?It`s been a long time comingI once knew a ponyName was religionHead full of hatred and misguided moralsHe was blinded from readingWorn out and bleedingBut he`ll never give in, noTill the day he stops breathingDevil in the kitchen and the clock strikes nineHis words are spoken in a voice sublimeApocalypse then and misery nowNothing you do is going to work anyhow boyOneHere we go againTwoHere we go againWe`re all gonna be historyThreeHERE WE GO AGAINI once knew a ponyWhose name was SurvivalHe died in the winter of a happy revolutionThere were militant marchesOver his dead bodyChildren were crying and begging for mercyOneHere we go againTwoHere we go againWe`re all gonna be historyThreeHere we go againShe`s turning and turning, our American SisterHands full of arrows and paperback biblesLike a boxing heroShe stands in the ashesThe voice of Martin LutherThrough the radio flashesOneHere we go againTwoHere we go againWe`re all gonna be historyThreeHere we go againOh here we go againBlack snow in the fields againBut tell me where is the friendship train?It`s been a long time comingI once knew a ponyName was religionHead full of hatred and misguided moralsHe was blinded from readingWorn out and bleedingBut he`ll never give in, noTill the day he stops breathingDevil in the kitchen and the clock strikes nineHis words are spoken in a voice sublimeApocalypse then and misery nowNothing you do is going to work anyhow boyOneHere we go againTwoHere we go againWe`re all gonna be historyHERE WE GO AGAINI once knew a ponyWhose name was SurvivalHe died in the winter of a happy revolutionThere were militant marchesOver his dead bodyChildren were crying and begging for mercyOneHere we go againTwoHere we go againWe`re all gonna be historyThreeHere we go againShe`s turning and turning, our American SisterHands full of arrows and paperback biblesLike a boxing heroShe stands in the ashesThe voice of Martin LutherThrough the radio flashesOneHere we go againTwoHere we go againWe`re all gonna be historyThreeHere we go againOh here we go againBlack snow in the fields againBut tell me where is the friendship train?It`s been a long time comingI once knew a ponyName was religionHead full of hatred and misguided moralsHe was blinded from readingWorn out and bleedingBut he`ll never give in, noTill the day he stops breathingDevil in the kitchen and the clock strikes nineHis words are spoken in a voice sublimeApocalypse then and misery nowNothing you do is going to work anyhow boyOneHere we go againTwoHere we go againWe`re all gonna be historyThreeHere we go again