歌曲 | The Revolution Will Be Televised |
歌手 | The Wildhearts |
专辑 | The Wildhearts |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Wildhearts | |
Pictures of dying going nationwide | |
While they're cold and hungry on the streets outside | |
Broken promises and broken homes | |
And they're all queuing up for the government loan | |
Pledging your millions off a TV screen | |
While the shit on your doorstep remains unseen | |
Who said charity begins at home? | |
And you're all holding out for the government loan | |
And while your final trace of faith is being crucified | |
And while your only means of escaping fear is suicide | |
Give us hope Give us hope | |
You arrive alone and you die alone | |
Give us hope Give us hope | |
You arrive alone and you die alone. Hey | |
You buy their trust so you trust their war | |
That's what they're paid to lead the Country for | |
A flag and a pension and a marble stone | |
Supplied and provided by the government loan | |
And while your final trace of faith is being crucified | |
And while your only means of escaping fear is suicide | |
Give us hope Give us hope | |
You arrive alone and you die alone | |
Give us hope Give us hope | |
You arrive alone and you die alone. Hey | |
Pill dependence under private health | |
While the rest of the world are medicating themselves | |
The only guarantee is when we open our eyes | |
This revolution will be televised | |
I'm standing at the edge of the world | |
There's chaos in the city as the capitol burns | |
I'm calling, calling | |
I'm standing at the gates of the west | |
Where the doors open wide with American Express and | |
I'm calling, calling | |
I'm standing in the ghost of the town | |
Looking up in the hope someone's looking back down and | |
I'm calling, calling | |
I'm standing with my back to the wall | |
And the signs in my head says I'll be dead before I’m gonna fall | |
I’m calling, calling | |
I'm standing at the edge of the world | |
There's chaos in the city as the capital burns | |
I'm calling, calling | |
I'm standing at the gates of the west | |
Where the doors open wide for the fashionably dressed and | |
I'm calling, calling | |
I'm standing here looking at you | |
And you're looking back at me like there's something I can do and | |
I'm calling, calling |
zuo qu : Wildhearts | |
Pictures of dying going nationwide | |
While they' re cold and hungry on the streets outside | |
Broken promises and broken homes | |
And they' re all queuing up for the government loan | |
Pledging your millions off a TV screen | |
While the shit on your doorstep remains unseen | |
Who said charity begins at home? | |
And you' re all holding out for the government loan | |
And while your final trace of faith is being crucified | |
And while your only means of escaping fear is suicide | |
Give us hope Give us hope | |
You arrive alone and you die alone | |
Give us hope Give us hope | |
You arrive alone and you die alone. Hey | |
You buy their trust so you trust their war | |
That' s what they' re paid to lead the Country for | |
A flag and a pension and a marble stone | |
Supplied and provided by the government loan | |
And while your final trace of faith is being crucified | |
And while your only means of escaping fear is suicide | |
Give us hope Give us hope | |
You arrive alone and you die alone | |
Give us hope Give us hope | |
You arrive alone and you die alone. Hey | |
Pill dependence under private health | |
While the rest of the world are medicating themselves | |
The only guarantee is when we open our eyes | |
This revolution will be televised | |
I' m standing at the edge of the world | |
There' s chaos in the city as the capitol burns | |
I' m calling, calling | |
I' m standing at the gates of the west | |
Where the doors open wide with American Express and | |
I' m calling, calling | |
I' m standing in the ghost of the town | |
Looking up in the hope someone' s looking back down and | |
I' m calling, calling | |
I' m standing with my back to the wall | |
And the signs in my head says I' ll be dead before I' m gonna fall | |
I' m calling, calling | |
I' m standing at the edge of the world | |
There' s chaos in the city as the capital burns | |
I' m calling, calling | |
I' m standing at the gates of the west | |
Where the doors open wide for the fashionably dressed and | |
I' m calling, calling | |
I' m standing here looking at you | |
And you' re looking back at me like there' s something I can do and | |
I' m calling, calling |
zuò qǔ : Wildhearts | |
Pictures of dying going nationwide | |
While they' re cold and hungry on the streets outside | |
Broken promises and broken homes | |
And they' re all queuing up for the government loan | |
Pledging your millions off a TV screen | |
While the shit on your doorstep remains unseen | |
Who said charity begins at home? | |
And you' re all holding out for the government loan | |
And while your final trace of faith is being crucified | |
And while your only means of escaping fear is suicide | |
Give us hope Give us hope | |
You arrive alone and you die alone | |
Give us hope Give us hope | |
You arrive alone and you die alone. Hey | |
You buy their trust so you trust their war | |
That' s what they' re paid to lead the Country for | |
A flag and a pension and a marble stone | |
Supplied and provided by the government loan | |
And while your final trace of faith is being crucified | |
And while your only means of escaping fear is suicide | |
Give us hope Give us hope | |
You arrive alone and you die alone | |
Give us hope Give us hope | |
You arrive alone and you die alone. Hey | |
Pill dependence under private health | |
While the rest of the world are medicating themselves | |
The only guarantee is when we open our eyes | |
This revolution will be televised | |
I' m standing at the edge of the world | |
There' s chaos in the city as the capitol burns | |
I' m calling, calling | |
I' m standing at the gates of the west | |
Where the doors open wide with American Express and | |
I' m calling, calling | |
I' m standing in the ghost of the town | |
Looking up in the hope someone' s looking back down and | |
I' m calling, calling | |
I' m standing with my back to the wall | |
And the signs in my head says I' ll be dead before I' m gonna fall | |
I' m calling, calling | |
I' m standing at the edge of the world | |
There' s chaos in the city as the capital burns | |
I' m calling, calling | |
I' m standing at the gates of the west | |
Where the doors open wide for the fashionably dressed and | |
I' m calling, calling | |
I' m standing here looking at you | |
And you' re looking back at me like there' s something I can do and | |
I' m calling, calling |