Steve Hackett - In Memorium | Текст песни

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• In Memorium

For someone else the blues and greens
The dreaming spires the skin-tight jeans,
The armchair armies on the march,
The transfer unit tube and mask
Who needs all the endless lies,
That serve to keep the world alive
To taste the sweetness of the grave
And not regret mistakes I've made

In memoriam.

Goodbye to all the angry dawns,
Committee meetings pistols drawn,
You can keep the rave reviews,
The priests the guards the prisons and zoos.
Goodbye to all the nation's pride,
Farewell to those all choosing a side,
In hut number twelve they're issuing guns
But only for the chosen ones

In memoriam.