Titus Andronicus - Richard II or Extraordinary Popular Delusions and the Madness of Crowds | Текст песни

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Soon you'll be burning orphanages down
Watching ashes scattering all over town
And when the smoke gets too close to the ground
You'll see blue trampling over gray and green over brown

And you'll be cutting ears off of dead men
Pumping shells into the carcass for hours on end
And you'll swear that we've always been friends
And be unable to conceive it could ever happen again

Of course you have never been to blame
For the various horrible things that you did
You may have gotten away with them too, if not for those meddling kids
The lump in your throat, the ache in your bones
They are nobody's fault but your own

And whatever amount you paid
For your many distractions, well it was too much
Oh, and at the end of the day
To whatever extent that you hate yourself, it isn't enough

And we can no longer afford
Waiting for someone to lift this terrible swift sword
In our basements we all look so bored
We've never seen the glory of the coming of the lord

There will be parties, there will be fun
There'll be tall gallows for everyone
And we will all be sleeping easy upon the sinking of the sun
But there's only one dream that I hold close
And it's the one of my hand at your throat

And I will not deny my humanity
I will be rolling in it like a pig in feces
'Cause there's no other integrity
In awaiting the demise of our species

May you endure every indignity
Knowing all the while that life will go on
And when it is that you have nothing to say except that it took too long
And may I be there somehow
Asking "where are all of your friends now?"

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