Luyện nghe bài hát Flesh & Blood & Feelings

Margaret thatcher lives in ronald reagan's
She's been there for eight years up her plan
To the uk like big brother usa
Where selfmade men run and this is what they say
"once a time, we had an idea
Mr big thought it was a good idea
we made the idea strong
And before too they could do no wrong
As the idea grew, the of poeple who dug our idea grew too
We had a graphic designed who know just to do
He it plain and simple, red, white, and blue"
Red is the of the butchered indians
White is anglo-american
Blue is the "gee, die for my country" mentality
That made it all
Our history, from other people's misery
Our history, built on other poverty
A present, the world which we were born
I say, I say, I say, what's the biggest thing in the today?
the myth that men are big, that includes us lads
The myth that we've got a down 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 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 shiny nuclear dick
How do we up to it?
At the age of twelve I to myself,
"it's grow"
For the next seven years I kept a of things down below
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, stallone
Electric guitars, sports
flynn, jimmy hill's chin
Stars and stripes and pipes
F-111 and the contras
Post office tower penis
Muscles and sweat
reagan's smile cruise missiles
Fourteen, fifteen, going on
No growth down below if you what I mean
I kept it very quiet, I felt a lot
I like going in public toilets
At school I skipped
The separatism of an all-boys school
I couldn't relate to girls, were different rules
I just wanted to kiss girls, put my hand up dress
They did right not to like it, 'cause women are not objects
Like with anything else which we to ourselves
We end up it out on somebody else
It a big thing without being big at all
I very inadequate, confused, and small
We our feelings, our flesh and our blood
Start putting out mr.
To be larger than life, more just flesh and blood
Like the at shool, at gigs and in pubs
We pretend it hurt as we beat each other up
In our we want to be more than flesh and blood
the good guys on tv, we pretend to have no feelings
It's easier to avoid the scenes
So when it comes to our we do not see who we're hurting
Like the good guys on tv we don't know our own
All I was demystification
And as simple as this
We're flesh and and feelings, nothing more and nothing less
Flesh and blood and feelings, nothing more and less
Flesh and blood and feelings, nothing more and less
Flesh and blood and feelings, more and nothing less
I say, I say, I say, the biggest idea 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 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 governments
And gives us war to our insignificance
And gives what she wanted
A vote of thanks, for britain, oppression with a smile
Everybody's happy, the union jack's on the again over port stanley
Young growing lads are watching every
To see how measure up
up confused, like I did
'cause their are being messed up
The becomes the reality as we turn out the lights
Turn on the and fuck the consequences
The reality of and violence
From the to the backstreets
And the murder
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 being racked with pain
Such is the life they would have us
To kill or be killed for idea
Where's the freedom, I ask, in being what to do?
And living in constant
If we're ever gonna change thing
We've got to try and a way from within
Within our heads, amidst our own confusion there must be
real, a feeling which is not for sale
Which they can't
A love for each other, and a will to resist the who will try to keep us down
northern ireland, nicaragua, grenada, libya
The free world power intervention is so similar
Where flesh and blood and feeling
for their lives, trying to resist
Are tortured and killed by democracies and terrorists
and blood and feelings, nothing more and nothing less
Flesh and blood and feelings, nothing and nothing less
Flesh and blood and feelings, nothing and nothing less
and blood and feelings, nothing more and nothing less
Flesh and and feelings, nothing more and nothing less
Peoplekind just to find some sense 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 nothing
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