Luyện nghe bài hát Flesh & Blood & Feelings

Margaret thatcher lives in ronald reagan's
She's been for eight years cooking up her plan
To make the uk like big usa
Where selfmade men run everything and is what they say
"once upon a time, we had an
Mr big thought it was a damn idea
Together we the idea strong
And before too long they could do no
As the idea grew, the number of poeple who dug our idea too
We had a graphic designed who just what to do
He it plain and simple, red, white, and blue"
Red is the blood of the butchered
White is anglo-american
is the "gee, I'll die for my country" mentality
That it all possible
Our history, made other people's misery
Our history, on other people's poverty
A present, the world into we were born
I say, I say, I say, what's the thing in the world today?
It's the myth men are big, that includes us lads
The myth that we've got a rocket our pants
When I was ten old I was bought and sold
On films, tv, books, and comics pushing myths mr. big
it!
"to be someone in this world you gotta have 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 use it!"
Mr big's the bigger it is the more power it
Mr. big's shiny prick dick
How do we up to it?
At the age of twelve I to myself,
"it's grow"
For the next years I kept a check of things down below
It grow
Now look at me on the front of record
Admittedly not erect
But even allowing for exaggeration no comparison with
This microphone, stallone
guitars, sports cars
Errol flynn, jimmy hill's
Stars and stripes and pipes
bombers and the contras
Post office tower penis
Muscles and cigarettes
reagan's smile cruise missiles
Fourteen, fifteen, going on
No growth down below if you know I mean
I kept it quiet, I felt a lot embarrassed
I didn't like going in public
At I skipped showers
The state of an all-boys school
I couldn't to girls, there were different rules
I just wanted to kiss girls, put my hand up dress
They did right not to it, 'cause women are not fuckin' objects
Like with anything else which we keep to
We end up it out on somebody else
It becomes a big thing being big at all
I very inadequate, confused, and small
We hide our feelings, our flesh and our
Start putting out mr.
To be larger than life, than just flesh and blood
Like the at shool, at gigs 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
Like the good guys on tv, we to have no feelings
easier to avoid the emotional scenes
So it comes to our lives we do not see who we're hurting
Like the good guys on tv we know our own feelings
All I needed was
And it's as as this
We're flesh and blood and feelings, more and nothing less
Flesh and blood and feelings, nothing and nothing less
Flesh and blood and feelings, nothing more and less
Flesh and and feelings, nothing more and nothing less
I say, I say, I say, what's the biggest in the world today?
Us losing sight of reality, instead, putting our faith in democracy
Churchill died in 1965, but God and country
As a lad I was of it, it took me twenty years to see through it
The state freedom which us in our place
Which keeps us blind to how governments
And us war to cover our insignificance
And thatcher what she wanted
A vote of thanks, for britain, oppression with a smile
happy, the union jack's on the jack again over port stanley
Young growing lads are every move
To see how measure up
Growing up confused, I did
their minds are being messed up
The pretending becomes the reality as we turn out the
Turn on the and fuck the consequences
The reality of rape and
From the bedrooms to the
And the murder
From the to the battlefields
The reality of their
Behind the smiles, the lies, the
The price of to forget ourselves
Trying to hide but still racked with pain
Such is the life they would us lead
To kill or be killed for idea
Where's the freedom, I ask, in being told to do?
And living in fear?
If we're ever gonna change this
We've got to try and find a way within
Within our heads, amidst our own confusion there be something
real, a feeling which is not for sale
Which can't drown
A love for each other, and a to resist the people who will try to keep us down
northern ireland, nicaragua, grenada, libya
The free penis power intervention is so similar
Where flesh and and feeling people
for their lives, trying to resist
Are tortured and by democracies and labelled terrorists
Flesh and and feelings, nothing more and nothing less
Flesh and blood and feelings, nothing more and less
Flesh and blood and feelings, more and nothing less
Flesh and blood and feelings, nothing more and less
Flesh and blood and feelings, nothing more and less
Peoplekind just trying to find some in all of this mess
Something real, a feeling which will be for sale
A love for other, a will to resist those who will build our prison walls
Flesh and blood and feelings, nothing more and less
(repeat and fade)