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Artiste:
R.E.M.
Titre:
Mr Richards
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Mr. Richards, your position Is a messenger pigeon Left behind you when the camp moved on. We thought that you would listen But the words had never crystallized Into a truth that you might own, hey hey. Mr. Richards, your decision. Pay attention, pay attention. Mr. Richards, you're forgiven For a narrow lack of vision But the fires are still raging on. The public's got opinions And these consequences border on The compound that you raised Will sell it see, hey hey. Mr. Richards, your decision. Pay attention, pay attention. So listen, your intention; Sign the papers, stamp the ribbon. You're mistaken if you think we'll just forget. You can thump your chest and rattle, Stand in front of your piano, But we know what's going on. Yes we know what's going on. We're the children of the choir, hey And we know what's going on. Mr. Richards, your conviction Had us cheering in the kitchen, Now the jury's eating pigeon pie. So tell me how is prison? Have they taught you how to listen? We've begun to bridge the schism. Pay attention, pay attention. Mr. Richards, your decision. Pay attention, pay attention. You can thump your chest and rattle, Stand in front of your piano But we know what's going on. Yes we know what's going on. We're the children of the choir, hey From the compound fire, hey And we know what's going on. Yes we know what's going on.