Blue Ain’t My Colour Songtext
von Chubby and the Gang
Blue Ain’t My Colour Songtext
I always thought blue was never my colour
I never liked the peace and quiet
They put my brother away
The house always wins but we still try it
Doesn′t matter if you did the crime
You'll end up doing all the time
There′s a tension in the air
Don't forget that we live here
If you marginalise young people to their grave
How can you expect them to behave?
Blue lights flashing everywhere
But the copper they just don't care
Life on the run under the midnight moon
Boy they′ll make a killing out of you
Do you remember Blair Peach?
Mark Duggan weren′t the only one Why do you think you're out of reach?
Justice ain′t a planted gun
It's our fault that′s what the papers say
Never read them anyway
Too many have gone
It's never cop′s sons
If you marginalise young people to their grave
How can you expect them to behave?
Blue lights flashing everywhere
But the coppers they just don't care
Life on the run under the midnight moon
Boy they'll make a killing out of you
Blue lights flashing everywhere
But the coppers they just don′t care
Life on the run under the midnight moon
Boy they′ll make a killing out of you
Blue lights flashing everywhere
But the coppers they just don't care
Life on the run under the midnight moon
Boy they′ll make a killing out of you
I never liked the peace and quiet
They put my brother away
The house always wins but we still try it
Doesn′t matter if you did the crime
You'll end up doing all the time
There′s a tension in the air
Don't forget that we live here
If you marginalise young people to their grave
How can you expect them to behave?
Blue lights flashing everywhere
But the copper they just don't care
Life on the run under the midnight moon
Boy they′ll make a killing out of you
Do you remember Blair Peach?
Mark Duggan weren′t the only one Why do you think you're out of reach?
Justice ain′t a planted gun
It's our fault that′s what the papers say
Never read them anyway
Too many have gone
It's never cop′s sons
If you marginalise young people to their grave
How can you expect them to behave?
Blue lights flashing everywhere
But the coppers they just don't care
Life on the run under the midnight moon
Boy they'll make a killing out of you
Blue lights flashing everywhere
But the coppers they just don′t care
Life on the run under the midnight moon
Boy they′ll make a killing out of you
Blue lights flashing everywhere
But the coppers they just don't care
Life on the run under the midnight moon
Boy they′ll make a killing out of you
Writer(s): Charlie Manning-walker Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com