Paroles de King Solomon's Song & Mine
Solomon took a census, & we were just passing throughBut his press gang arrested us & led us to the quarry two by two
& now, King Solomon, I'm working for a song in your mine
Solomon wants a palace & a temple for his god Yahweh
But you & me sweet Alison we get sweet FA
& now, King Solomon, we're working for a song in your mine
You trade our daylight for Turkish Delight
You trade our fear for euphoria
But we trade the real for your underground rail
& your foreman's rules
O my love, let's start a trade union for fools
The Queen of Sheba visited, she brought spices & guitars
There never were spices or guitars like that
At least never for the likes of us
Solomon took some frankincense, the Queen took some cocaine
Then the lighting changed & they sang strange words
& the band already knew the chords
& now, King Solomon, I'm working for your song & mine
You trade our daylight for Turkish Delight
You trade our fear for euphoria
But we trade the real for your underground rail
& your foreman's rules
Now we're living happily, Alison & I
We can't stop singing Solomon's song
We were singing it on the night
We conceived our healthy children
Who thanks to the union line
Are at school with the sons of the foreman
With a future down the mine
& soon, King Solomon, they'll be working for your song & mine
You trade our daylight for Turkish Delight
You trade our fear for euphoria
But we trade our lives for the song you taught us to sing
How does it go? "The trade union & God save the King!"
You trade our daylight for Turkish Delight
You trade our fear for euphoria
But we trade the real for your underground rail
& your foreman's rules
O my love, let's start a trade union for fools
The Queen of Sheba visited, she brought spices & guitars
There never were spices or guitars like that
At least never for the likes of us
Solomon took some frankincense, the Queen took some cocaine
Then the lighting changed & they sang strange words
& the band already knew the chords
& now, King Solomon, I'm working for your song & mine
You trade our daylight for Turkish Delight
You trade our fear for euphoria
But we trade the real for your underground rail
& your foreman's rules
Now we're living happily, Alison & I
We can't stop singing Solomon's song
We were singing it on the night
We conceived our healthy children
Who thanks to the union line
Are at school with the sons of the foreman
With a future down the mine
& soon, King Solomon, they'll be working for your song & mine
You trade our daylight for Turkish Delight
You trade our fear for euphoria
But we trade our lives for the song you taught us to sing
How does it go? "The trade union & God save the King!"
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