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• Artiste: Elvis Costello
• Titre: Broken Promise Land
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(Costello, Toussaint) There's a place Where words mean nothing or much less Such a disgrace We got to get out of this mess Coming in under the cover of darkness How high shall we build this wall? I could've said more but it would've seemed heartless How hard did I slam that door? I swore I'd never walk away Until I saw this day It didn't turn out the way we planned Now I'm living in Broken Promise Land Broken Promise Land There's a town I know Has a strange resemblance to Jericho Even though Seven horns are getting ready to blow Coming in under the cover of darkness How high shall we build this wall? Could've said more but it would've seemed heartless How tight shall we close that door? They only claimed to be redeemed They take that name and then blaspheme It didn't turn out the way we planned Now I'm living in Broken Promise Land Broken Promise Land There's a place Where infidels and showgirls meet Such a disgrace Wedding bells crumble in the street Coming in under the cover of darkness How high shall we build this wall? I could've said more but it would've seemed heartless How tight shall we shut that door? In the name of the Father and the Son In the name of gasoline and a gun It didn't turn out the way we planned Now I'm living in Broken Promise Land Broken Promise Land