Poverty Knock-Chumbawamba

歌手 : Chumbawamba
专辑 : English Rebel Songs
语种 : 英语
时长 : 03:13

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TXT Poverty Knock-Chumbawamba 文本歌词

Poverty Knock - Chumbawamba
Poverty poverty knock my loom is a saying all day
Poverty poverty knock gaffer's too skinny to pay
Poverty poverty knock keeping one eye on the clock
I know I can guttle when
I hear my shuttle go poverty poverty knock
Up every morning at five
I wonder that we keep alive
Tired and yawning in the cold morning
It's back to the dreary old drive
Poverty poverty knock my loom is a saying all day
Poverty poverty knock gaffer's too skinny to pay
Poverty poverty knock keeping one eye on the clock
I know I can guttle when
I hear my shuttle go poverty poverty knock
Oh dear we're going to be late
Gaffer is stood at the gate
We're out of pockets our wages they'll dock it
We'll have to buy grub on the slate
Poverty poverty knock my loom is a saying all day
Poverty poverty knock gaffer's too skinny to pay
Poverty poverty knock keeping one eye on the clock
I know I can guttle when
I hear my shuttle go poverty poverty knock
And when our wages they'll bring we're often short of a string
While we are fighting with gaffer for snatching
We know to his breast he will cling
Poverty poverty knock my loom is a saying all day
Poverty poverty knock gaffer's too skinny to pay
Poverty poverty knock keeping one eye on the clock
I know I can guttle when
I hear my shuttle go poverty poverty knock
Sometimes a shuttle flies out
And gives some poor woman a clout
There she lies bleeding but nobody's heeding
Oh who's going to carry her out
Poverty poverty knock my loom is a saying all day
Poverty poverty knock gaffer's too skinny to pay
Poverty poverty knock keeping one eye on the clock
I know I can guttle when
I hear my shuttle go poverty poverty knock
Oh dear my poor head it sings
I should have woven three strings
My threads are breaking and my back is aching
Oh dear I wish I had wings
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