And when the dawn breaks through the drums start Beating the morning to the farm Your grimace widens and your lips part Sounding the silent alarm And when the bells explode they scatter Hitching a hand unto the breeze The grand bureaucracy grows fatter Whistling the old melodies
Oh-ee-oh goes the Buckingham jewel guard Oh-ee-oh goes the cop on the beat Oh-ee-oh goes the kid in the schoolyard Oh-ee-oh goes the kid on the street Hey man what's happenin' with you? I watched that episode too Maybe I'll get some Chinese I'll have the dumplings No MSG please
And when the night breaks through they wonder If all they lost was self-respect They pass the homes of greed and plunder Still, ling'ring on, the disconnect
Oh-ee-oh sittin' down for the evening Oh-ee-oh through the civil earthquake Oh-ee-oh safe in bed and they're dreamin' Heaven knows if they'll ever awake
Yeah I'll have my coffee black Hey look we're bombing Iraq I guess that's the only way Oh did I tell you we got Fifi spayed? And when they get to work they hear drums The boom fills all the empty space They file papers lada-dee-dum Trimming their shoebox with lace
Oh-ee-oh but there's somethin' a growin' Oh-ee-oh through the bustle and hiss Oh-ee-oh fuck the lawns that need mowin' Oh-ee-oh there is somethin' amiss Oh-ee-oh oh-ee-oh oh-ee-oh Oh-ee-oh-ee-oh-ee-ohTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
