Mighty Mighty Bosstones lyrics
Mighty Mighty Bosstones lyrics
"Tin Soldiers lyrics"
County Fair lyrics
Been workin' like a dawg, slavin' on the fence line, Stretchin' those wires tight. Diggin' and tappin' and sweatin' in the sunshine,
He joined up to get a job, to show he wasn't scaredBeen workin' like a dawg, slavin' on the fence line, Stretchin' those wires tight. Diggin' and tappin' and sweatin' in the sunshine,
All wrapped up in that army crowd, he thought he'd be prepared
Well at the age of seventeen, he was forced to choose
Now at the age of twenty-one, he's in Catch 22 GO!
He joined up for just three years, it seemed a small amount
But what they didn't t
Hand In Hand lyrics
A unique love rose from a unique hateTwo lovers were caught by their appalling fateThe enmity of their families madeThe passion fade and the pain u
ell him was the first two didn't countA unique love rose from a unique hateTwo lovers were caught by their appalling fateThe enmity of their families madeThe passion fade and the pain u
At the age of seventeen, how was he to know
That at the age of twenty-one he'd still have more to go?
Tin soldier!
He signed away his name
Tin soldier!
No chance of cash or fame.
Tin soldier!
Well now he knows the truth!
Tin soldier!
He signed
Invisible lyrics
What do you want from me All your gonna get it this blank stare What do you want from me You'd better ask someone else cause I don't
away his youthWhat do you want from me All your gonna get it this blank stare What do you want from me You'd better ask someone else cause I don't
He joined up 'cause dad knew right, to do right by his son
Well now he hates and he counts the days that mark time on square one
At the age of seventeen he did what he was told
Now at the age of twenty-one, tin still won't turn to gold!
About Face To the left, right, left right left
1910 lyrics
Apakabar kereta yang terkapar di senin pagi Di gerbongmu ratusan orang yang mati Hancurkan mimpi bawa kisah Air mata . . . . . . . .
, To the left, left, left right left...Apakabar kereta yang terkapar di senin pagi Di gerbongmu ratusan orang yang mati Hancurkan mimpi bawa kisah Air mata . . . . . . . .
He thought the age of seventeen he'd fall in line too soon
Now at the age of twenty-one he still marches two by two
One-two-three-four
One-two-three-four One-two-three-four ONE-TWO-THREE-GO!
What is he fighting for?
A fucking war?
Tin soldier! Tin soldier!