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《Streets of Sorrow / Birmingham Six》歌词


歌曲: Streets of Sorrow / Birmingham Six

所属专辑:If I Should Fall from Grace with God (Expanded Edition) [Explicit]

歌手: The Pogues

时长: 04:36

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Streets of Sorrow / Birmingham Six

Streets Of Sorrow Birmingham Six - The Pogues[00:00:00]

Oh farewell you streets of sorrow[00:00:10]

Oh farewell you streets of pain[00:00:18]

I'll not return to feel more sorrow[00:00:25]

Nor to see more young men slain[00:00:33]

Through the last six years I've lived through terror[00:00:39]

And in the darkened streets the pain[00:00:48]

Oh how I long to find some solace[00:00:55]

In my mind I curse the strain[00:01:03]

So farewell you streets of sorrow[00:01:10]

And farewell you streets of pain[00:01:19]

No I'll not return to feel more sorrow[00:01:25]

Nor to see more young men slain[00:01:34]

There were six men in Birmingham[00:01:49]

In Guildford there's four[00:01:51]

That were picked up and tortured[00:01:52]

And framed by the law[00:01:54]

And the filth got promotion[00:01:56]

But they're still doing time[00:01:57]

For being Irish in the wrong place[00:01:59]

And at the wrong time[00:02:01]

In Ireland they'll put you away in the Maze[00:02:02]

In England they'll keep you for several long days[00:02:05]

God help you if ever you're caught on these shores[00:02:09]

And the coppers need someone[00:02:12]

And they walk through that door[00:02:14]

You'll be counting years[00:02:15]

First five, then ten[00:02:17]

Growing old in a lonely hell[00:02:18]

Round the yard and the stinking cell[00:02:22]

From wall to wall, and back again[00:02:25]

A curse on the judges, the coppers and screws[00:02:28]

Who tortured the innocent, wrongly accused,[00:02:32]

For the price of promotion[00:02:35]

And justice to sell[00:02:36]

May the judged be their judges when they rot down in hell[00:02:38]

You'll be counting years[00:02:41]

First five, then ten[00:02:43]

Growing old in a lonely hell[00:02:45]

Round the yard and lousy cell[00:02:48]

From wall to wall, and back again[00:02:51]

May the whores of the empire lie awake in their beds[00:03:09]

And sweat as they count out the sins on their heads[00:03:12]

While over in Ireland eight more men lie dead[00:03:16]

Kicked down and shot in the back of the head[00:03:19]

You'll be counting years[00:03:22]

First five, then ten[00:03:23]

Growing old in a freezing hell[00:03:25]

Round the yard and the lousy cell[00:03:28]

From wall and back again[00:03:32]

Counting years[00:03:35]

First five, then ten[00:03:36]

Growing old in a lonely hell[00:03:38]

Round the yard and the lousy cell[00:03:41]

From wall to wall and back again[00:03:45]