Тексты песен «Billy Bragg»

You and I are victims of a love That lost a lot in the translation When I think of all the time that I spent Sitting on the edge of your bed in anticipation Of you giving in and us living in sin A hot day, the...

Rome never looks where she treads Always her heavy hooves fall On our stomachs, our hearts or our heads And Rome never heeds when we call Her sentries pass on, that is all And we gather behind them in hordes And...

I've always been impressed with a girl who could sing for her supper and get breakfast as well That's the way I am, heaven help me He said we don't like peace campaigners round here As he nailed another one to the wall...

It's against th' law to walk, against th' law to talk Against th' law to loaf, against th' law to work Against th' law to read, against th' law to write Against th' law to be a black, brown or white Everything's...

There's an airline plane Flies to heaven everyday Past the pearly gates If you want to ride this train Have your ticket in your hand Before it's too late If the world looks wrong And your money's spent and gone...

Gonna tell all you fascists, you may be surprised People all over this world are getting organized You're bound to lose, you fascists are bound to lose People of every color marching side by side Marching 'cross...

Gonna tell all you fascists, you may be surprised People all over this world are getting organized You're bound to lose, you fascists are bound to lose People of every color marching side by side Marching 'cross...

Name A NEW ENGLAND Interpret Billy Bragg Jahr 1983 Schreib„r Bragg I was twentyone years when I wrote this song I'm twentytwo now, but I won't be for long People ask me when will you grow up to be a man But all the...

Sometimes I think I'm gonna lose my mind But it don't look like I ever do I loved so many people everywhere I went Some too much and others not enough I don't know, I may go down or up or anywhere But I feel like...

At my window sad and lonely, Oft times do I think of thee Sad and lonely and I wonder Do you ever think of me? Every day is sad and lonely Every night is sad and blue Do you ever think of me my darling As you...

I would rather not go Back to the old house I would rather not go Back to the old house Too many memories, bad memories Too many memories there When you cycled by Here begin all my dreams The saddest thing...

I have a letter from her When she worked for the Woman's Realm And all the things she promised me She promised herself as well She said, "I want my freedom" And ran off along the beach It's hard to love a girl so...

I was a miner I was a docker I was a railway man Between the wars I raised a family In times of austerity With sweat at the foundry Between the wars. I paid the union and as times got harder I looked to the government...

The birds are singing in your eyes this day Sweet flowers blossom in your smile The wind and sun are in the words you say Where might your lonesome lover be? Birds maybe singing in my eyes today Sweet flowers...

Black wind blowing in the cotton field, honey There's a black wind blowing in the cotton field, baby There's a black wind blowing in the cotton field And oh how funny it makes me feel Baby, sweet thing, darling...

And did those feet in ancient time Walk upon england's mountains green? And was the holy lamb of god On england's pleasant pastures seen? And did the countenance divine Shine forth upon our clouded hills? And...

Are your garments all spotless? Are they white as the snow? Are you washed in the Blood of the Lamb? Is your soul all spotless? Is it clean as the snow? Are you washed in the Blood of the Lamb? I am washed, yes,...

Chorus: I will cross this body of water If you promise you won't try this at home You're where you want to be Where am I, I'm up a tree I had a hurt attack Rolled aaway, now I'm bouncing back Forgive me for feeling...

CHORUS: I will cross this body of water If you promise me you won't try this at home You're where you want to be Where am I I'm up a tree I had a hurt attack Rolled away now I'm bouncing back Forgive me for feeling...

Crowds gather 'round kneeling At the feet of common thieves Hungry for the word but God Would never speak through such as these Such as these Who offer healing hands and balms And redemption, a few would cross...