Текст (слова) песни: Chumbawamba - Here`s The Rest Of Your Life

Why settle for what we`re shown
When there is so much more?
Sometimes the Book of Law
Is only half the story
Means and ends:
Deciding where to draw the line
Loss or work in Sellafield homes
Or the threat of cancers yet to come?
The choice is obvious:
There is no choice
Only the option of looking outside
This narrow definition of "What you see is all there will ever be"
There comes a time - that time is now -
When every second, every day
When every action, every thought
Will tell the world how you cast your vote
They break our legs
And we say "Thank you" when they offer us crutches
Tired of mild reform
Sick of hand-me-downs
We topple all the theories to the ground:
All real change
Must come from below
Our bosses must live in fear
Of the factory-floor
And when they smile
And they ask for my support,
I`ll give them these words
And a bloody nose:
You don`t help your enemy
When you`re at war
There are moments in all of our lives
Tiny sparks still deep inside
When a new-born baby cries
When you`re watching clouds in a summer sky
The first time you walked out on strike
Love and sex and holding light
Tings that can`t be bought
By promises and votes
I hate the things I love being criminalised
I hate the straight-jacket schools I grew up in
I hate MPs, judges and magistrates
I hate being taught to base my life on TV stars
I hate being kept waiting by bureaucrats
I hate wars, and all the people who love them
I hate the idea of living on other people`s backs
I hate being filed, registered and classified
I hate being watched and monitered
I hate police
I hate the way you talk down at me
I hate being told what to do
I hate you when you don`t listen
I hate the way you distort my sexuality with pornography
I hate the pain we inflict on each other
On animals, and on the Earth
And I hate how love songs have become such cliches
through endless, shallow repitition
Each angry word
Every cynical put-down
Every song is carefully born
From a hope of something better to come
All jumbled-up
Love and hate and love
Each prompted by the other:
For the cause of peace we have to go to war
Refusing to sleep
Whilst there`s a world to win
Yet happy to dream
Dreams make the plans to change this world
Not just some future heaven
But today and every day
In our place of work
In the queue for the metrobus
Organise!
Here`s the rest of our lives!
..A tiny spark still deep inside
We can and will run the factories and mills
We can and will educate ourselves
We can and will work the fields
We can and will police ourselves
We can and will create and build
Organise!
Here`s the rest of our lives!

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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: Chumbawamba - Here`s The Rest Of Your Life Why settle for what we`re shown When there is so much more? Sometimes the Book of Law Is only half the story Means and ends: Deciding where to draw the line Loss or work in Sellafield homes Or the threat of cancers yet to come? The choice is obvious: There is no choice Only the option of looking outside This narrow definition of "What you see is all there will ever be" There comes a time - that time is now - When every second, every day When every action, every thought Will tell the world how you cast your vote They break our legs And we say "Thank you" when they offer us crutches Tired of mild reform Sick of hand-me-downs We topple all the theories to the ground: All real change Must come from below Our bosses must live in fear Of the factory-floor And when they smile And they ask for my support, I`ll give them these words And a bloody nose: You don`t help your enemy When you`re at war There are moments in all of our lives Tiny sparks still deep inside When a new-born baby cries When you`re watching clouds in a summer sky The first time you walked out on strike Love and sex and holding light Tings that can`t be bought By promises and votes I hate the things I love being criminalised I hate the straight-jacket schools I grew up in I hate MPs, judges and magistrates I hate being taught to base my life on TV stars I hate being kept waiting by bureaucrats I hate wars, and all the people who love them I hate the idea of living on other people`s backs I hate being filed, registered and classified I hate being watched and monitered I hate police I hate the way you talk down at me I hate being told what to do I hate you when you don`t listen I hate the way you distort my sexuality with pornography I hate the pain we inflict on each other On animals, and on the Earth And I hate how love songs have become such cliches through endless, shallow repitition Each angry word Every cynical put-down Every song is carefully born From a hope of something better to come All jumbled-up Love and hate and love Each prompted by the other: For the cause of peace we have to go to war Refusing to sleep Whilst there`s a world to win Yet happy to dream Dreams make the plans to change this world Not just some future heaven But today and every day In our place of work In the queue for the metrobus Organise! Here`s the rest of our lives! ..A tiny spark still deep inside We can and will run the factories and mills We can and will educate ourselves We can and will work the fields We can and will police ourselves We can and will create and build Organise! Here`s the rest of our lives! Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Here`s The Rest Of Your Life: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/102/1/10394.html Все тексты песен: Chumbawamba » Chumbawamba - Nothing Thats New » Chumbawamba - Education (Part II) » Chumbawamba - Song Of The Mother In Debt » Chumbawamba - Homophobia (Sisters Mix) » Chumbawamba - Shot » Chumbawamba - 46. Sports » Chumbawamba - I Never Gave Up (Rondo Mix) » Chumbawamba - Ugliest Part Of The Body » Chumbawamba - The Standing Still » Chumbawamba - Always Tell The Voter What The Voter Wan » Chumbawamba - Song For Len Shackleton » Chumbawamba - 18. The Bull Fights Back » Chumbawamba - Hmmm... » Chumbawamba - Heartbreak Hotel » Chumbawamba - 34. Mick McManus` Haircut » Chumbawamba - 59. Graham Hill » Chumbawamba - 76. Bob Beamon » Chumbawamba - 78. Yup and Under » Chumbawamba - Catastrophe Reality » Chumbawamba - Sewing Up Crap Рекомендуем скачать: » Чехов - Подарков не будет » Чиж и компания, Сергей Чиграков - Russo Matrosso » Чайф - Но это так » Чайф - Раскрепощение » Чичерина - Мой рок-н-ролл » Чайф - Мне всегда чего-то не хватает » Чайф - 17 лет » Черный Обелиск - Еще один день » Чернила для пятого класса - Night » Черный Обелиск - Троянский конь » Чайф - Я тебя не нашел » Чай Вдвоем - Моя » Чайф - Давай вернемся » Чиж и компания, Сергей Чиграков - Расстели мне поле » Чубыкин - Пивная банка » Черняков Владимир - Братва на воле » Чайф - В городе трех революций » Чичерина Юлия - Врачи » Чичерина - Ту-лу-ла » Чиж и компания, Сергей Чиграков - Глупенькая песня (Ассоль)
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