The Charge-New Model Army

歌手 : New Model Army
语种 : 英语
时长 : 03:25

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TXT The Charge-New Model Army 文本歌词

The Charge - New Model Army
Our history speaks in thunder
From a thousand village halls
In blood and sweat and sacrifice
In honouring every call
So the forces gathered against
The thorn a-piercing in their side
A brave new world is beckoning
So the olden world must die
In the offices of the city
At all the tables of oak and power
The snares are laid and baited
For the approaching of the hour
A hundred justifications
And the presses are ready to roll
The gateways to the nation
They are firmly under control
On on on cried the leaders at the back
We went galloping down the blackened hills
And into the gaping trap
The bridges are burnt behind us
And there's waiting guns ahead
Into the valley of death rode the brave hundreds
Oh well we called for some assistance
From the friends that we had known
But this is the 1980s and we were on our own
We never felt like heroes or martyrs to a cause
Just battle-weary soldiers in a bloody civil war
On on on cried the leaders at the back
We went galloping down the blackened hills
And into the gaping trap
The bridges are burnt behind us
And there's waiting guns ahead
Into the valley of death rode the brave hundreds
The massacre now is over
And the order new enshrined
While a quarter of the nation
Are abandoned far behind
Their leaders offer the clich words
So righteous in defeat
But no one needs morality
When there isn't enough to eat
The unity bond is broken
And the loyalty songs are fake
I'll screw my only brother
For even a glimpse at a piece of the cake
We only cry in private here
Behind the shuttered glass
When we think of the charge of this brigade
The severing of the past
On on on cried the leaders at the back
We went galloping down the blackened hills
And into the gaping trap
The bridges are burnt behind us
And there's waiting guns ahead
Into the valley of death rode the brave hundreds
On on on cried the leaders at the back
We went galloping down the blackened hills
And into the gaping trap
The bridges are burnt behind us
And there's waiting guns ahead
Into the valley of death rode the brave hundreds
On on on cried the leaders at the back
We went galloping down the blackened hills
And into the gaping trap
The bridges are burnt behind us
And there's waiting guns ahead
Into the valley of death rode the brave hundreds