"Brodsky Tune" as written by Morten Harket and Joseph Brodsky....
As you pour yourself a scotch
Crush a roach or check your watch
As your hands adjust your tie
people die

In the towns with funny names
Hit by bullets, caught in flames
By and large not knowing why
people die

And in small places you don't know of
Yet big for having no chance to scream
Or say good-bye
people die

La, la... Let me know

People die as you elect
New apostles of neglect, self restraint
Whereby people die
Too far off to practice love
For thy neighbour, brother Slav
Where your cherubs dread to fly
people die

La, la... Let me know

While the statues disagree
Cain's version, history for its fuel
Tends to buy
Those who die

As you watch the athletes score
Or check your latest statement
Or sing your child a lullaby
people die

Time, whose sharp, bloodthirsty quill
Parts the killed from those who kill
Will pronounce the latter tribe
As your type

La, la... Let me know

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"Brodsky Tune" as written by Joseph Brodsky Morten Harket

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    My InterpretationThis song might be Morten's expression of anger concerning the bloodshed in Bosnia (after all, the original poem by Joseph Brodsky was "Bosnia Tune"). Also, I feel that his additions of the "La la la, la" in the chorus adds on to the general message of people expressing blind ignorance to the carnage in Bosnia (adding on to lyrics such as "People die as you elect/New apostles of neglect"), almost as if they're covering their ears and saying "La la la" to block out the news of the war and ignore it completely.
    AkibaRedon September 19, 2017   Link

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