Song | Island of No Return |
Artist | Billy Bragg |
Album | Brewing Up with Billy Bragg |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Bragg | |
Digging all day and digging all night | |
To keep my foxhole out of sight | |
Digging into dinner on a plate on my knees | |
The smell of damp webbing in the morning breeze | |
Fear in my stomach, fear in the sky | |
I eat my dinner with a weary eye | |
After all this it won't be the same | |
Messing around on | |
Salisbury | |
Plain Pick up your feet, fall in, move out | |
We're going to a party way down | |
South Me and the | |
Corporal out on a spree | |
Damned from here to eternity | |
I can already taste the blood in my mouth | |
We're going to a party way down south | |
I hate this flat land, there's no cover for sons and fathers and brothers and lovers | |
I can take the killing, | |
I can take the slaughter | |
But I don't talk to | |
Sun reporters | |
I never thought that | |
I would be | |
Fighting fascists in the | |
Southern Sea | |
I saw one today and in his hand | |
Was a weapon that was made in | |
Birmingham | |
Pick up your feet, fall in, move out | |
We're going to a party way down | |
South Me and the | |
Corporal out on a spree | |
Damned from here to eternity | |
I can already taste the blood in my mouth | |
We're going to a party way down south | |
I wish Kipling and the | |
Captain were here | |
To record our pursuits for posterity | |
Me and the | |
Corporal out on a spree | |
Damned from here to eternity |
zuo ci : Bragg | |
Digging all day and digging all night | |
To keep my foxhole out of sight | |
Digging into dinner on a plate on my knees | |
The smell of damp webbing in the morning breeze | |
Fear in my stomach, fear in the sky | |
I eat my dinner with a weary eye | |
After all this it won' t be the same | |
Messing around on | |
Salisbury | |
Plain Pick up your feet, fall in, move out | |
We' re going to a party way down | |
South Me and the | |
Corporal out on a spree | |
Damned from here to eternity | |
I can already taste the blood in my mouth | |
We' re going to a party way down south | |
I hate this flat land, there' s no cover for sons and fathers and brothers and lovers | |
I can take the killing, | |
I can take the slaughter | |
But I don' t talk to | |
Sun reporters | |
I never thought that | |
I would be | |
Fighting fascists in the | |
Southern Sea | |
I saw one today and in his hand | |
Was a weapon that was made in | |
Birmingham | |
Pick up your feet, fall in, move out | |
We' re going to a party way down | |
South Me and the | |
Corporal out on a spree | |
Damned from here to eternity | |
I can already taste the blood in my mouth | |
We' re going to a party way down south | |
I wish Kipling and the | |
Captain were here | |
To record our pursuits for posterity | |
Me and the | |
Corporal out on a spree | |
Damned from here to eternity |
zuò cí : Bragg | |
Digging all day and digging all night | |
To keep my foxhole out of sight | |
Digging into dinner on a plate on my knees | |
The smell of damp webbing in the morning breeze | |
Fear in my stomach, fear in the sky | |
I eat my dinner with a weary eye | |
After all this it won' t be the same | |
Messing around on | |
Salisbury | |
Plain Pick up your feet, fall in, move out | |
We' re going to a party way down | |
South Me and the | |
Corporal out on a spree | |
Damned from here to eternity | |
I can already taste the blood in my mouth | |
We' re going to a party way down south | |
I hate this flat land, there' s no cover for sons and fathers and brothers and lovers | |
I can take the killing, | |
I can take the slaughter | |
But I don' t talk to | |
Sun reporters | |
I never thought that | |
I would be | |
Fighting fascists in the | |
Southern Sea | |
I saw one today and in his hand | |
Was a weapon that was made in | |
Birmingham | |
Pick up your feet, fall in, move out | |
We' re going to a party way down | |
South Me and the | |
Corporal out on a spree | |
Damned from here to eternity | |
I can already taste the blood in my mouth | |
We' re going to a party way down south | |
I wish Kipling and the | |
Captain were here | |
To record our pursuits for posterity | |
Me and the | |
Corporal out on a spree | |
Damned from here to eternity |