Laurence And The Slab Boys - Naive | Текст песни

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You spend your time on a telephone line
Selling nothing, going out of your mind
For little money and little thanks
Just to please some western banks

But we don’t want their imperial power
We want their Coca-Cola and their cars
We don’t want their imperial power
We want their TV and their movie-stars

If they want to believe
That we're just being naive
They can close their eyes, close their eyes

Over the hills and far away
A master speaks and we obey
We're just two three-letter kingdoms
That he's buying and selling today
We're just two dots on the dice he's rolling
In the twisted game he'll play
We're just two shrivelled souls spinning out of control
They won't let us love and they won't let us leave

We’re so sick to the heart that we can’t take part
So we'll throw our bodies onto the gears and the levers
Of this treacherous machine that chews up the believers
Until this machine can swallow us no more

If they want to believe
That we're just being naive
They can close their eyes
We’re gonna close their eyes

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