Текст песни The Fall - LAY OF THE LAND
The Fall - LAY OF THE LAND слова песни
LayLayLayArmageddonThis beautiful treeBoo hooGive up livingAmple EyeThey give in On The Buses, up the stairBy the televisionPretend to learn Where`s the lay of the landMy son Where`s the lay of the landMy sonWhat`s the lie of the landMy son The last Briton on the streetHe`s in a radio fuzzHe`s dead and beatNo longer reflects our daft fateWe`ll leave this cityHit a quick coach, take the town in SurreyThere`s no-one here but crooks and deathKerb-crawlers,of the worst order Where`s the lay of the landMy sonWhat`s the lie of the landMy son Eldritch houseWith green mossSound of ordinary on the wavesTiles drip from its roofHome secretary has a weird look Where`s the lay of the landMy sonWhat`s the lie of the landMy son The good Book of JohnSurrounds the sonSound of ordinary on the wavesItalic scribble on horizonWhen the height of culture is a bad stewSpace bores, government disorderIndian clerk, low-calorie drinkWhere`s the lay of the landWhere children circle in cyclesGiving jokes ad libBy bearded writersWho defected toHigher realmsAdvertising realms Where`s the lay of the landMy sonWhat`s the lie of the landMy son (People laughing..people fighting..people watching) Between the ticker and the mind lies an air-block of wind