Sisters Of Mercy-Weddings Parties Anything
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Sisters Of Mercy - Weddings Parties Anything
Oh the winds they were
Howlin both ragged and cold
Through the grey Melbourne
Streets in the pre-Christmas days
And the Sisters of
Mercy looked out
Through their tents
At the fires in petrol drums
They seemed to say
Have we come to this
Is it all we can do
To sit here and wait
To see the thing through
But to dig in their heels
Was a thing they'd been taught
So they painted a sign and it said
"Blow your horn if you support"
Oh Sister of Mercy
Why can't they see
That a daughter of
Charity you'll never be
It's a wicked old game
That the government plays
When they treat you like dogs
Then you must have your day
It's a telephone vote
Everyone grab your phones
All the people dial
In from their luxury homes
It was easy to do
Far too easily done
Well the thumbs they went down
It was three against one
And none of us now
Can know how that felt
But they strengthened
Their stance and they
Tightened their belts
And the papers they all
Said "no beer for Christmas"
It seemed such a shame
While the nurses sat
Out in the wind and the rain
Oh Sister of Mercy
Why can't they see
That a daughter of
Charity you'll never be
It's a wicked old game
That the government plays
When they treat you like dogs
Then you must have your day
Well the girl on the six
O'clock news looked concerned
As she told of the
Developments bitter and bold
But I could not help
Wonder what she got for Christmas
And was there a story
We hadn't been told
In the newsroom
At the breakup the whole
Thing was fine
But they never drank beer
The bastards drank wine
While down on the pickets
They cared not for beer
Just for health
Just for welfare
Just for their hard
Fought careers
Oh Sister of Mercy
Why can't they see
That a daughter of
Charity you'll never be
It's a wicked old game
That the government plays
When they treat you like dogs
Then you must have your day
When they treat you like dogs
Then you must have your day
You will have your day someday
