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• Artiste: Indelicates (The)
• Titre: Savages
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Flame in your eye Could burn the world, if it were to escape And the love in your heart Is the kind of love they write epic verse about And darling you know that you're better than this Darling you know, you know you are better than this But we are ash, we are books Coffee stained and overlooked We are ornamental swords Forged for the peace after the war And the world has no need Of the songs that we sang We are savages, you and I And we will hang, hang, hang The tear on your cheek Will fall ignored by the suckers to fake romance And the hope in your heart It will be dashed on the shore of this deadly island darling You know that there's no place for us We'll build and we'll sweat But there's no place for us No Ithaca, no home, we are Greeks in the age of Rome With no right to criticise The happily dull Grecian eyes And the world has no need Of the songs that we sang We are savages, you and I And we will hang, hang, hang Sweat on your brow It shall be disdained and deodorised And the will of your heart Shall spoil in the heat of the new world And darling you know, you know we're better unheard And darling you know, you know we're better unserved The bright new futures we have seen Filled with beautiful machines Greener pastures, clearer skies And no one such as you or I As the dust just settles sweetly On the songs that we sang We are savages you and I And we will hang, hang, hang