Текст песни Mansun - The Gods of Not Very Much
Mansun - The Gods of Not Very Much слова песни
Safety in numbers togetherNobody can tell us if were thick or if were cleverSee him, victim, shoutingTelling all the people that were meeting in a fieldSafety in numbers togetherNobody can tell us if were thick or if were cleverSee him, victim, shoutingTelling all the people that were meeting in a fieldAnd we are foolishly drawnWell meet, well talk, well rushThe gods of not very muchWell meet, well talk, well rushThe gods of not very muchA strange dude in brown shoes with holes throughStands at speakers corner with a memo tape recorderNightfall, the crowd come, his bibleOpened at a page that says he made us all the sameHow funny, ironic, the crowd theyThey agree to differ as theyre wearing the same t-shirtFit in, convention, nothingYoure just talking rubbish and you know that youre notPlaying with uscos were the gods of not very much