Текст песни Roger Waters - Folded Flags (Waters)
Roger Waters - Folded Flags (Waters) слова песни
Rock a bye babyOn the tree topWhen the wind blowsThe cradle will rockOh babe, hate to see you fall that wayBetter speak to the powers that be todayHey Joe, where you goin`With that gun in your hand?You can take your revengeBut you`ll still feel badThere must be more to life than lucky strikesAnd some unlucky onesAnd folded flags and pipesAnd drumsI stood in the wings with youOur lives in the hands of a second-rate actorHolding the high groundOf some old stageOh babe, how do these jaded stars get so far awayWill they catch what the moral had to sayHey Joe, where you goin`With that dogma in your head?You can prove your pointBut your kids will still be deadBring down the curtainThis soap opera must surely closeBefore the cold wind blowsHey Joe, where you goingWith that gun in your handYou can take your revengeBut you`ll still feel badBring down the curtainThis show must closeBefore the cold wind blowsSo rock a bye babyOn the tree topWhen the wind blowsThe cradle will rockThere must be more to life than lucky strikesAnd some unlucky onesAnd folded flags and pipesAnd drums