Silence in the courtyard, silence in the street The powers that be, out by the river, are shuffling their feet But the night is full of car alarms and sideways glances In this land of milk and money you don’t get your second chances
Cars are burning on the slip roads, the bars are full of sailors Spent a long time trying to fathom which were trips and which were trailers England has been bleeding into every police station Into every schoolyard, every war and every state occaision
We’re the gun cotton They’ll blast us all in line This time
Children in the boxes paint the underpass red The graffiti on the park bench, the faded A to Z They’ll make you fat with dreams and sequence on the silver screen ‘Til you’re full of hope and tragedy and crash-site steam
We’re the gun cotton They’ll blast us all in line This time Said, we’re the gun cotton They’ll blast us all in line This time
England has been bleeding, she can’t leave it at that She’s waiting round the corner wit a switch-blade in her hand So let’s dance for our lives, boys, in this Vaudeville show Take your time and take a bow; this place is gonna blow
We’re the gun cotton They’ll blast us all in line This time Said, we’re the gun cotton They’ll blast us all in line This time In line, this time In line, this time
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Cars are burning on the slip roads, the bars are full of sailors Spent a long time trying to fathom which were trips and which were trailers England has been bleeding into every police station Into every schoolyard, every war and every state occaision
We’re the gun cotton They’ll blast us all in line This time
Children in the boxes paint the underpass red The graffiti on the park bench, the faded A to Z They’ll make you fat with dreams and sequence on the silver screen ‘Til you’re full of hope and tragedy and crash-site steam
We’re the gun cotton They’ll blast us all in line This time Said, we’re the gun cotton They’ll blast us all in line This time
England has been bleeding, she can’t leave it at that She’s waiting round the corner wit a switch-blade in her hand So let’s dance for our lives, boys, in this Vaudeville show Take your time and take a bow; this place is gonna blow
We’re the gun cotton They’ll blast us all in line This time Said, we’re the gun cotton They’ll blast us all in line This time In line, this time In line, this time
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