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Father mowsthe and mother peels the potatoes
Grandma lays the table
And adjusts a of the unknown soldier
In this holy of holies, the
And the tv an unwatched voice
Suggests the answer is to plant more
The scrawl on the wall says what the workers
And the voice of the people more salt please

Mother head and reads aloud from the newspaper
As father puts another lock on the
And reflects upon the violent times we are living in
While chatting with the wife beater door
If paradise to you is cheap and overtime
Home truths are easily
that every football fan knows
It takes five fingers to form a fist

And whenit rains here it rains so
But never hard to wash away the sorrow
I'll trade my today for a greater love tomorrow
The child looks out and dreams of independence
From this family sentence

Mother seesbut does not read the peeling
And can't believe there's a world to be won
But in the public schools and in the public
The battle of goes on
The constantpromise of jam
Is the new breed's and verse
If it takes war to fill the churches of england
Then the world the meek inherit, will it be worth