Testo The Immortal Death - Crass
Testo della canzone The Immortal Death (Crass), tratta dall'album Best Before 1984
Our boys have returned as men
Our men
Our men have returned
Our men
The scars of war were here and alive
Spent to get off the war
Set out to fight for the great British flag
And was waved by the thousands ashore
Wave farewell the girls and all
And parliament of resistance
Carried away the crowd rose immortal
Then fell to twenty-one mighty dogs
All men's assault makes the sea salt
To drain the pain of miscarriage and battle
The backs of the monster reclaimed
Every gun and madness of death
Samples of men who were slain
Were slaughtered like cattle
In every footlong has a dude on the ball
To keep the men happy and straight
A source of cold joke as it just covers fun
When we hit like who shall we rape
On the stormy wall the knickers are brown
But the best of the men use support
While the mothers on the run
She's blubbering dreams with black eyes
See the corpses of course
Our boys have gone away, our boys
Our boys have gone away
Our men have returned all tattered and burned
Our men have returned
Our men
The dust from the hospital
Went to the land of the non
Which left men's own darts
The different subworlds like the head
Conspire less and less
And of course splitting the heart
Show you just what it's like
To be loved in real humor
Go look but you go cutting my
I'm there for the sake of many doors
Like the strength of your marriage
And already tied
Heaven's our bells and how long the dreams
Of death against soldiers are brave
Send in a bouncer across
Let him huff and the stories
Of me and his welcome are coming up
Men who ordered that giddy
Are taking away the speed
Having mischief without the invincible
Fantasies flooding the south page three
The storms of war know better than
The people so flesh that is perfect
And torn a breast that is perfect
And looks at us darkly
The sudden interest and lay
Feather feathering on the roof
They tag up parting the welcoming
Look look at the wings the arms
That are shredded the legs that are
No more the face that is rotting and stinks
Our boys have gone away, our boys
Our boys have gone away
Our men have returned all tattered and burned
Our men have returned
Our men
You can use the countryman
Excuse of the stormy war
And fly in the glory of the
Suffragette for soldiers
Three day first call
Their bodies are torn and disfigured
In their heads they're just never the same
For the war shall be sadly still smiling
And the nightmare is what is gained
A foot is a foot and you don't
You don't listen to his blood or his tears
His body's confused and I can tell you
The truth that he fears
His friends were killed for the reason
Of war that's brought over life
The come up with a camera
Of three more to a war on our side
Our boys have gone away, our boys
Our boys have gone away
Our men have returned all tattered and burned
Our men have returned
Our men
Our men
Our men
Credits
Writer(s): Penny Rimbaud, Jones, Gee Vaucher, Steve Ignorant, Peter Coomber, Philip Andrew Clancey, Andrew John Palmer, Joy Muriel Elizabeth Haney
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