Grim Travellers [Live][*] Songtext
ministers meet -- work on the
movement of goods
also work on the movement of
capital
also work on the movement of
human beings
as if we were so many cattle
grim travellers in dawn skies
see the beauty -- makes you cry inside
movement of goods
also work on the movement of
capital
also work on the movement of
human beings
as if we were so many cattle
grim travellers in dawn skies
see the beauty -- makes you cry inside
makes you angry and you don't know why
grim travellers in dawn skies
12 mercenaries got weapons primed
gonna take that African nation
in record time
you wonder why they bother, why
not leave it alone
they say "every man wants to retire to a
place he can call his own"
those grim travellers in dawn skies
see the beauty -- makes them cry inside
makes them angry and they don't know why
grim travellers in dawn skies
redness, richer than a rose
blooms against the backdrop of somebody's
white clothes
bitter little girls and boys from the Red Army Underground
they'd blow away Karl Marx if he had the nerve
to come around
they're just travellers in dawn skies
see the beauty -- makes them cry inside
makes them angry and they don't know why
they're grim travellers in dawn skies
down on the plain of 10,000 smoke
stacks
trucks butt each other to establish
dominance
the newspaper next to me leans over
and says matter-of-factly
"sacred mountains towers above meadows"
uh huh and above us
grim travellers in dawn skies
i see the beauty -- makes me cry inside
it makes me angry and i don't know why
we're grim travellers in dawn skies
grim travellers in dawn skies
12 mercenaries got weapons primed
gonna take that African nation
in record time
you wonder why they bother, why
not leave it alone
they say "every man wants to retire to a
place he can call his own"
those grim travellers in dawn skies
see the beauty -- makes them cry inside
makes them angry and they don't know why
grim travellers in dawn skies
redness, richer than a rose
blooms against the backdrop of somebody's
white clothes
bitter little girls and boys from the Red Army Underground
they'd blow away Karl Marx if he had the nerve
to come around
they're just travellers in dawn skies
see the beauty -- makes them cry inside
makes them angry and they don't know why
they're grim travellers in dawn skies
down on the plain of 10,000 smoke
stacks
trucks butt each other to establish
dominance
the newspaper next to me leans over
and says matter-of-factly
"sacred mountains towers above meadows"
uh huh and above us
grim travellers in dawn skies
i see the beauty -- makes me cry inside
it makes me angry and i don't know why
we're grim travellers in dawn skies
COCKBURN, BRUCE
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