Текст песни hammill peter - Fireships
hammill peter - Fireships слова песни
There`s a smokescreen on the horizon,fireships under sail tonight....Here`s the Armada of Souls,here`s the flotilla from God knows where:from gopher-wood to the last of the ironcladsin common concert they send up the flares.While we turn and turn aroundthe rocket hits the roof...we never think that we`ll get burned,we`re fireproof,we think we`re fireproof.Keep a stiff upper lip,the band play onthrough the raising of the toast;the captain`s steadyat the attention on the bridgeit`s surface mattersthat appear to matter most.We watch the galleons run aground,still we stand aloof;we never think that we`ll get burned,we think we`re fireproof.We think we`re fireproof,we never think that we`ll get burnaed;We sail on fireships,we never think, so we`ll get burned.Straight for the eye of the hurricane,down to the last eye toothwe never think that we`ll get burned,we think we`re fireproof.Here`s the Armada of light,here`s the flotilla, for heaven`s sake....We`re sailing under a flag of convenience,casting our messages in bottles in our wakeSo we turn and turn aroundthe rocket hits the roof...we never think that we`ll get burned,we think we`re fireproof.We never think that we`ll get burned,we think we`re fireproof.(PH - Guitars, Keyboards, Bass, Percussion, Vox; Stuart Gordon - Violin; David Jackson - Alto Sax)