| PJ Harvey – Written on the Forehead Lyrics | 15 years ago |
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People throwing dinars at the belly-dancers in a sad circus by a trench of burning oil people throw belongings and lifetimes earnings amongst the scattered rubbish and suitcases on the sidewalk life's a bitch, then you die...everyone's mired in shit. the wealthy are still unfulfilled, money's not the answer the hungry are striving to be the wealthy Date, palms, and orange and tangerine trees and eyes are crying for everything (Let it burn, let it burn, let it burn, burn, burn) again, duality..beauty and destitution next to one another so let us become one So I turned to an old man by the generator he was standing on the gravel by the fetid river he turned to me and then surveyed the scene said, "War is here in our beloved city." (Let it burn, let it burn burn burn) Sage says the time has come to change, war = conflict. Saw doves in the river who tried to swim away through tons of sewage, fate written on their foreheads more duality, beautiful doves swimming through shit. Date, palms, and orange and tangerine trees and eyes are crying for everything (Let it burn, let it burn, let it burn, burn, burn) Everyone's crying out for something, let the change happen. relax and enjoy the ride. Good-good-good-good-good-bye. Sage says peace out. |
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