Legendary Pink Dots - Grey Scale/Poppy Day/Black List | Текст песни

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Poppy Day:
We'll remember when that wreath is just a crown of thorns to drape around your helmet - hide out anywhere at all. We'll remember when you're no more than a poem on a grave - a sideline for the guy who writes the birthday cards but never signs his name. He's got your number, feels your pain... though you're smiling from the mantel-piece and you've got your rifle trained. It's pointing at the T.V. Shall we tell you when to fire? There's a programme we all hate... it's not a late show so you won't be tired. We remember how you loved the war films, and hid behind the sofa throwing balls of silver paper. We remember. We remember. We've got our poppies on. We hear the clock chime out eleven. We remember, we remember it's Poppy Day. (You shall not grow old!)

Black List:
They scorched the earth; they petrified the forest - painted windows black. Pumped cyanide in rivers, roamed around in packs ; screamed "STAND, DELIVER!" they always took it all. Resistance cracked, we'd hide, but sure they'd find us curled up on the floorboards of our shack. Five on the blacklist! Five on the blacklist! We were bubbling under, now we're in there, with a bullet (through the brain) Frightened on the floorboards of our shack, quite naked, once we'd fight them - now we take it all. They have our names, they have our numbers. the print-out says we take it all again and again untill we pay... Five on the blacklist! Five on the blacklist! We were bubbling under, now we're in there, with a bullet. FIVE! Five on the blacklist! FOUR! Five on the blacklist! THREE! Five on the blacklist! TWO! Five on the blacklist! ONE ! Five on the blacklist!

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