A Christmas Carol Songtext
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A Christmas Carol Songtext
Peace on earth they said and we sing it
And pay a million fools to bring it to us
But after two thousand years of celebrating mass
We′re doing well we've come as far as the poisonous gas
Gas! Gas! Quick men!
An ecstasy of fumbling
Fitting the clumsy helmets just in time
Someone was crying out
Losing their footing they were stumbling
And falling like a man through fire or time
Peace on earth they′re saying again
And pay a million fools to build the machines again
But after two thousand years of working when we can
Keep the good work up lads the bombs about to land
No no no time to think
Everyone's resigning
And pulling on their radioactive clothing
"It suits 'yer"
I hope you like the shelter that I′m a thinking of buying
A place for us to hide while the house is exploding
Dim through my misty eyes I see a solemn face
Feel a warmth running through my bones as I realise he′s smiling
He leads me to a cave
A young man lays bleeding and dying
And he whispers "I'm you son"
As I watch him die
As I watch him die
As I watch him die
There′s no peace
There's no priests
Would you sign your name here
You′ll get release
Fifteen round and a prayer book
Is all that you need
Fifteen rounds and a day's supply of water
And some feed
Oh There′s no peace
There's no priests
Sign on the dotted line
You'll get release
And pay a million fools to bring it to us
But after two thousand years of celebrating mass
We′re doing well we've come as far as the poisonous gas
Gas! Gas! Quick men!
An ecstasy of fumbling
Fitting the clumsy helmets just in time
Someone was crying out
Losing their footing they were stumbling
And falling like a man through fire or time
Peace on earth they′re saying again
And pay a million fools to build the machines again
But after two thousand years of working when we can
Keep the good work up lads the bombs about to land
No no no time to think
Everyone's resigning
And pulling on their radioactive clothing
"It suits 'yer"
I hope you like the shelter that I′m a thinking of buying
A place for us to hide while the house is exploding
Dim through my misty eyes I see a solemn face
Feel a warmth running through my bones as I realise he′s smiling
He leads me to a cave
A young man lays bleeding and dying
And he whispers "I'm you son"
As I watch him die
As I watch him die
As I watch him die
There′s no peace
There's no priests
Would you sign your name here
You′ll get release
Fifteen round and a prayer book
Is all that you need
Fifteen rounds and a day's supply of water
And some feed
Oh There′s no peace
There's no priests
Sign on the dotted line
You'll get release
Writer(s): Steve Leigh Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com