Текст песни The Style Council - All Gone Away
The Style Council - All Gone Away слова песни
The wind blows whispers down the street,Having free reign with the town so bleak -Like everything else it`s - all gone away. The Town Hall clock gives forth its chime,For no-one there to ask the time -Like everything else they`ve - all gone away.The Grocer`s shop hangs up its signThe sign say`s closed it`s a sign of the times -Like everything else they`ve - all gone away.But somewhere the party never endsAnd greedy hands rub together again -Shipping out the profits that they`ve stolenAn eerie wail comes from the pit,The ghosts of the men take the morning shift -Just like clockwork - rusting away.Come take a walk upon these hillsAnd see how monetarism kills -Whole communities -Even families -There`s nothing left so - They`ve all gone away.