Luyện nghe bài hát Flesh & Blood & Feelings

Margaret thatcher lives in ronald reagan's
She's been there for years cooking up her plan
To make the uk big brother usa
Where selfmade men run everything and is what they say
"once upon a time, we had an
Mr big thought it was a good idea
Together we made the idea
And before too long could do no wrong
As the idea grew, the number of who dug our idea grew too
We had a graphic who know just what to do
He it plain and simple, red, white, and blue"
Red is the of the butchered indians
White is apartheid
is the "gee, I'll die for my country" mentality
That made it all
Our history, made from other people's
Our history, built on people's poverty
A present, the world into which we were
I say, I say, I say, the biggest thing in the world today?
It's the myth that men are big, that includes us
The myth that got a rocket down our pants
When I was ten years old I was and sold
On films, tv, books, and pushing myths about mr. big
it!
"to be someone in this world you gotta a big, big penis. not much else matters, just as long as you got a wapping great wanger. the bigger it is, the bigger you are, and you gotta use it!"
Mr big's the it is the more power it packs
Mr. big's prick nuclear dick
How do we up to it?
At the age of I thought to myself,
"it's grow"
For the next seven years I kept a check of things down
It grow
Now look at me on the front of record
Admittedly it's not
But even for exaggeration there's no comparison with
This microphone, sylvester
Electric guitars, cars
Errol flynn, hill's chin
Stars and stripes and pipes
F-111 and the contras
Post office tower power
Muscles and sweat
reagan's smile cruise missiles
Fourteen, fifteen, on sixteen
No growth below if you know what I mean
I it very quiet, I felt a lot embarrassed
I didn't like in public toilets
At school I skipped
The state of an all-boys school
I couldn't relate to girls, there different rules
I just wanted to kiss girls, put my hand up their
They did not to like it, 'cause women are not fuckin' objects
Like with else which we keep to ourselves
We end up taking it out on else
It becomes a big without being big at all
I felt very inadequate, confused, and
We our feelings, our flesh and our blood
Start putting out mr.
To be larger than life, more just flesh and blood
Like the dickheads at shool, at and in pubs
We it doesn't hurt as we beat each other up
In our confusion we want to be more than flesh and
the good guys on tv, we pretend to have no feelings
It's easier to the emotional scenes
So it comes to our lives we do not see who we're hurting
Like the good on tv we don't know our own feelings
All I needed was
And it's as simple as
We're flesh and blood and feelings, nothing and nothing less
Flesh and blood and feelings, nothing and nothing less
Flesh and and feelings, nothing more and nothing less
Flesh and blood and feelings, nothing more and nothing
I say, I say, I say, what's the biggest in the world today?
Us losing sight of feeling reality, instead, putting our faith in
Churchill died in 1965, but God and country
As a lad I was full of it, it took me years to see through it
The state freedom keeps us in our place
Which keeps us blind to how operate
And gives us war to cover our
And gives what she wanted
A vote of thanks, victory for britain, oppression with a
Everybody's happy, the union jack's on the jack again port stanley
Young growing lads are every move
To see how they up
Growing up confused, I did
'cause their minds are being up
The becomes the reality as we turn out the lights
on the power and fuck the consequences
The of rape and violence
the bedrooms to the backstreets
And the mass-manufactured
From the boardrooms to the
The of their freedom
Behind the smiles, the lies, the
The price of trying to forget
Trying to hide but still racked with pain
is the life they would have us lead
To or be killed for their idea
Where's the freedom, I ask, in being what to do?
And in constant fear?
If ever gonna change this thing
We've got to try and find a way from
our heads, amidst our own confusion there must be something
Something real, a which is not for sale
Which they can't
A love for each other, and a will to resist the people who try to keep us down
Like northern ireland, nicaragua, grenada,
The free world penis power is so similar
Where flesh and blood and feeling
for their lives, trying to resist
Are and killed by democracies and labelled terrorists
Flesh and blood and feelings, more and nothing less
Flesh and blood and feelings, more and nothing less
Flesh and blood and feelings, nothing more and less
and blood and feelings, nothing more and nothing less
Flesh and blood and feelings, nothing and nothing less
Peoplekind just trying to find some sense in all of this
Something real, a feeling will never be for sale
A love for each other, a will to resist those who will our prison walls
Flesh and and feelings, nothing more and nothing less
(repeat and fade)