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• Artiste: Roger Clyne and the Peacemakers
• Titre: Ándale
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Hoist your black flag, your raven's wing You're brimmin' poetry, spill it and sing it Your sword is sharp, sugar, pull it and swing it now Ándale! You can wear that gag if that's your choice But your thoughts want wings, now give 'em a voice Making your peace means making some noise now Ándale! Every crooked man, every crooked mile Every crooked back of the rank and file Same flood force Same blood course Same muddy source As the crooked waters of the crooked Nile And we come to plunder the day We give all our takings away Pulling off the veil the grass is pushing through the clay Ándale! There in the wake of our daily grind Beware the black ship creeping up from behind Let's have a nice trip 'cause you know she's gonna find us Ándale! Something there is doesn't love a wall Heavy thing, that cannonball Choose to rise, don't wait for the fall Ándale! For every rusty bell that rings For calloused hands and tattered wings The butcher, baker, candlestick maker Of thee I sing... Ándale!