Luyện nghe bài hát Flesh & Blood & Feelings

Margaret thatcher lives in ronald underpants
She's been there for years cooking up her plan
To make the uk like big usa
Where selfmade men run everything and this is what say
"once a time, we had an idea
Mr big it was a damn good idea
Together we made the idea
And before too long they could do no
As the grew, the number of poeple 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 blood of the butchered
White is anglo-american
Blue is the "gee, die for my country" mentality
That made it all
Our history, made other people's misery
Our history, on other people's poverty
A present, the world into which we born
I say, I say, I say, what's the biggest in the world today?
It's the that men are big, that includes us lads
The myth that we've got a rocket down our
When I was ten years old I was 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 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 shiny prick 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 of things down below
It didn't
Now look at me on the of this record
Admittedly it's not
But even for exaggeration there's no comparison with
microphone, sylvester stallone
Electric guitars, sports
Errol flynn, jimmy chin
Stars and and rubber pipes
bombers and the contras
Post tower penis power
Muscles and cigarettes
Ronald reagan's cruise missiles
Fourteen, fifteen, going on
No growth down below if you what I mean
I kept it very quiet, I a lot embarrassed
I like going in public toilets
At school I showers
The state separatism of an school
I couldn't relate to girls, were different rules
I just to kiss girls, put my hand up their dress
They did right not to like it, 'cause are not fuckin' objects
Like with anything else which we to ourselves
We end up taking it out on somebody
It becomes a big thing being big at all
I very inadequate, confused, and small
We our feelings, our flesh and our blood
putting out mr. tough
To be larger than life, more than flesh and blood
Like the at shool, at gigs and in pubs
We pretend it doesn't hurt as we beat each up
In our confusion we want to be more than and blood
Like the good on tv, we pretend to have no feelings
It's easier to the emotional scenes
So when it to our lives we do not see who we're hurting
Like the good guys on tv we don't our own feelings
All I needed was
And it's as as this
We're flesh and blood and feelings, more and nothing less
and blood and feelings, nothing more and nothing less
Flesh and blood and feelings, more and nothing less
Flesh and blood and feelings, nothing more and less
I say, I say, I say, what's the idea in the world today?
Us sight of feeling reality, instead, putting our faith in democracy
died in 1965, but God and country survived
As a lad I was full of it, it took me twenty to see through it
The state freedom which keeps us in our
keeps us blind to how governments operate
And gives us war to cover our
And gives thatcher she wanted
A vote of thanks, victory for britain, oppression with a
Everybody's happy, the union jack's on the again over port stanley
Young growing lads are every move
To see how measure up
up confused, like I did
'cause minds are being messed up
The pretending becomes the as we turn out the lights
Turn on the and fuck the consequences
The of rape and violence
From the to the backstreets
And the murder
From the boardrooms to the
The of their freedom
the smiles, the lies, the celebrations
The of trying to forget ourselves
Trying to but still being racked with pain
Such is the life they have us lead
To or be killed for their idea
Where's the freedom, I ask, in being told to do?
And in constant fear?
If we're ever gonna this thing
got to try and find a way from within
Within our heads, amidst our own confusion there must be
Something real, a feeling which is not for
Which they drown
A love for each other, and a to resist the people who will try to keep us down
Like northern ireland, nicaragua, grenada,
The world penis power intervention is so similar
Where flesh and blood and feeling
Fighting for their lives, trying to
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 nothing
and blood and feelings, nothing more and nothing less
Flesh and blood and feelings, more and nothing less
Flesh and and feelings, nothing more and nothing less
just trying to find some sense in all of this mess
Something real, a which will never be for sale
A love for each other, a will to resist those who will our prison walls
and blood and feelings, nothing more and nothing less
(repeat and fade)