Mind Yer Toes Songtext
von King

I am a victim of history
An empire child wrapped in civility
But only mad dogs and Englishmen
Believe that one

For from her shores, there grew a great nation
The Ronald Coleman humble heroes
With the manic stares
And the nightclub glares

Mind your toes
Mind your toes

While corn beef bombs were mashing British Tommies
The cries from home could turn your blood cold
Forget the victims, forget appearances
Just mind your own


I will survive as long as you are with me
I will skip up and down the pasture′s green
Forget the animals
Because I love you
And I love you

Because I love you, love you, love you, love you, love you
Because I love you, love you, love you, love you, love you
Because I love you, love you, love you, love you, love you
Ooh, and I love you, love you, love you, love you, love you
Because I love you, I love you, I love you

From Adelaide to Glasgow
From New York to Tokyo
From Oslo to Naples
Via Liverpool and Vatican

Again, again
Again, again
Again, again
Again, again

Again, again
Again, again
Again