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    Roy Harper Burn The World текст песни

    Burn The World

    I. Burn the World
    II. Change It
    III. The Last Laugh
    IV. My Home Is on the Water
    V. Live in Peace
    VI. Walkabout
    VII. Desert Island
    VIII. Burn the World (reprise)

    Billy’s on the street
    Grabbing easy meat
    With furious claims
    Somebody’s killed
    Anger’s spilled
    Vengeance’s flames

    Robert’s on the beat
    Looking nice and neat
    For a one-sided fight
    In his uniform
    Looking to perform
    With a flashing blue light
    He doesn’t care
    Anything’s fair
    ‘Cos he’s always right
    As the flames of night
    Burn equal right
    In the wind
    Whispering

    Why don’t you
    Burn the world

    Sharon’s in a state
    Coming home late
    She’s got no escape
    From Billy’s brute force
    To intercourse
    In a frenzy of rape
    Both defiled
    By the crowded wild
    As the time bomb of hate
    Modernises demise
    As Robert dies
    In the same hail of lise
    His masters devise
    And pretend suprise
    As fiery cries
    Begin to rise
    Whispering

    Why don’t you
    Burn the world

    Change it
    Rearrange it
    Derange it

    In the name of burning spirit
    The passanger on the planet
    The guinea pig chasing sunset
    To the last laugh he’ll ever get

    Hahahahahahaha

    O no I don’t believe it
    The passanger guiding sunset
    To the kill
    To the kill
    Fossilise it (my home)
    To a standstill

    Home is on the water
    The rainbow warrior runs
    Against the fashion passion(s)
    Philosophies of guns
    Where issues are invited
    To front up savage fun
    By the ignorant and spineless
    Out of touch with ‘everyone’
    Home

    I wish I had an acre
    Instead of just a slot
    Somewhere that I could take her
    Where the world could mean a lot
    Instead of being cyphers
    In a brave new council block
    With endless empty neighbours
    And an ever bolted lock
    Home

    And soon I’ll be taking my leave
    Forever
    Is it better to laugh than to grieve
    When it doesn’t matter
    Whether I am evermore
    Or whether I am
    Anymore?
    Home

    Gonna paint my room like a desert island
    With yellow sand and blue lagoon
    Invite you all to come and live there
    One afternoon
    It’ll be when no-one’s looking
    More likely that not
    We’ll close the door and turn the sky up
    Find a good spot

    Air fire water earth you were paradise
    I’m sorry about me
    I was under the impression
    That you were free and easy

    Gonna paint my room like a desert island
    With clear skies and rising swell
    Leave the creeps on the jaded horizon
    In Wall Streets of Hell
    I must say goodbye to the blindfold
    And pursue the ideal
    The planet becoming the hostess
    Instead of the meal

    Air fire water earth you were paradise
    I’m sorry about me
    I was under the impression
    That you were free and easy
    To plunder

    Rubbish on the air
    Everywhere
    Blood pressure drives
    Forests fall
    At the beck and call
    Of the cat with nine lives
    The stratosphere
    Can disappear
    And have no effect
    On the red of mars
    Or the nearest stars
    Or anything else
    Except
    The poems in the wind
    Whispering
    Why burn the world?



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