歌曲 | Grandmother's Footsteps |
歌手 | New Model Army |
专辑 | No Rest For The Wicked |
作词 : Morrow, Sullivan | |
Come with me my little innocents, there's a game that we can play | |
See how much we can change your world while you look the other way | |
Turn around as if to see if you can catch us cheat | |
And all you'll find are shining presents laid down at your feet | |
Take the bait, take the bait | |
Television is flash and Coke is nice and you can have the rest | |
Dream those dreams you've always had of wealth and power and sex | |
We'll run your mines, your factories and we'll take our little toll | |
And you can have these missiles too while we maintain control | |
Chorus: | |
Creeping, creeping footsteps around the world | |
While they promise us everything we've ever wanted | |
Hush now, don't you cry, don't you realise your crime? | |
Like lambs go to the slaughterhouse, we know our rights from wrongs | |
But we go down to the shopping mall with 30 silver coins | |
And somewhere out in South America, where the forests lie in ruin | |
They shout - we'd better get these natives some clothes | |
Because their videos are coming in soon | |
Chorus: | |
Creeping, creeping footsteps around the world | |
While they promise us everything we've ever wanted |
zuò cí : Morrow, Sullivan | |
Come with me my little innocents, there' s a game that we can play | |
See how much we can change your world while you look the other way | |
Turn around as if to see if you can catch us cheat | |
And all you' ll find are shining presents laid down at your feet | |
Take the bait, take the bait | |
Television is flash and Coke is nice and you can have the rest | |
Dream those dreams you' ve always had of wealth and power and sex | |
We' ll run your mines, your factories and we' ll take our little toll | |
And you can have these missiles too while we maintain control | |
Chorus: | |
Creeping, creeping footsteps around the world | |
While they promise us everything we' ve ever wanted | |
Hush now, don' t you cry, don' t you realise your crime? | |
Like lambs go to the slaughterhouse, we know our rights from wrongs | |
But we go down to the shopping mall with 30 silver coins | |
And somewhere out in South America, where the forests lie in ruin | |
They shout we' d better get these natives some clothes | |
Because their videos are coming in soon | |
Chorus: | |
Creeping, creeping footsteps around the world | |
While they promise us everything we' ve ever wanted |