Текст песни Multi-Story - Black Gold

Текст:

I don't know why the cold wind blows Turn your head around and look to me Just like I'm every direction I've felt fire, I've seen rain I've seen the long train coming Help me move my blues away Moving, going, singing songs for you Spending all my dreams on you Working through it feels like a Sunday Still young so much left to do Raise your head, it's your own decision Don't blame the world for what you do Black in the morning, black at midday Black in the evening, there's no time for play Squeezed in a square cage, holding back my rage Lower and lower, it blackens my face Man and his boy, father and son Are digging the ground, 12 pennies an hour Keep body and soul together, whatever Digging black gold The only light I see is three inches from my face There's no green or colour, in this God awful place It's cutting my knees Fire, damp and coal dust, they're my workplace friends They say it's for my good, when will it end? Harder to breathe In one second I swirl around Something has made me afraid The vision I see, tells me my life is at an end I can feel it I'm drawn to the light But I won't fight 'cos why should I? 'Cos I believe there's a better place than this You push and pull me, squeeze and crush me Force me to my knees, don't make me plead "What's that"? a back hand slap Pouring the molten steel, hotter than Satan's meal No time to take a break, even though my body aches "What's that"? another slap We're мо lucky for the lime we live in today We have it мо саму to how our forefathers fared You're not out of bed yet, staring at a TV set No need to go to work, just wear your dirty crumpled shirt And have no respect, then moan there's nothing on 300 channels can't be wrong, you mess with your iPhone Get off your ass, stop that moan, you have no idea We're so lucky for the time that we live in today We have it sо eаsу to how our forefathers fared Can't work, have a problem, loo tired to put my shoes on Besides there's nothing good on TV These are the days that we live in, it's all around us No need for hunger when you get your handouts It's not really living when you get what is given You grab it all, is that what you're all about? You're so lucky for the time we live in today We have it so easy to how our forefathers fared You say you have problems, too tired... too tired To put your shoes on, sit back and let somebody else Do it for you, all for you, all for you You're so lucky for the times we live in today Squeezed in a square cage, holding back my rage Lower, lower, lower (Ford/Wilsher)

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