- Trouble
- >
- The Distortion Field
- >
- When The Sky Comes Down
Testo When The Sky Comes Down
Testo When The Sky Comes Down
The bastards meeting once again
Disputing territories, breach the lines
they've drawn
Deactivation of the sane
Call out the troops, the mothers kiss their sons
Never coming home
A lovely day to start a war
Sale of a twisted story in a sheep's disguise
Tax out the rich, enslave the poor
All sirens blowing as the rockets fly
Into the sky
When the sky comes down, run for
cover to the underground
When the sky comes down, run for cover,
running on, and on, and on
So long, it's time to say goodbye
Barely a man, now locked and loaded for the kill
Seats at the pub shall be denied Taken by those who criticize them still
Old enough to die
When the sky conies down, run for
cover to the underground
When the sky comes down, run for cover,
running on, and on, and on
So long...
A lovely day to say goodbye
Dog tags and body bags, the fathers
fight their tears
The bastards' games that we have lost funding
the grief machine for coming years
When the sky comes down, run for
cover to the underground
When the sky comes down, run for cover,
running on, and on, and on
So long, it's time to start a war
Disputing territories, breach the lines
they've drawn
Deactivation of the sane
Call out the troops, the mothers kiss their sons
Never coming home
A lovely day to start a war
Sale of a twisted story in a sheep's disguise
Tax out the rich, enslave the poor
All sirens blowing as the rockets fly
Into the sky
When the sky comes down, run for
cover to the underground
When the sky comes down, run for cover,
running on, and on, and on
So long, it's time to say goodbye
Barely a man, now locked and loaded for the kill
Seats at the pub shall be denied Taken by those who criticize them still
Old enough to die
When the sky conies down, run for
cover to the underground
When the sky comes down, run for cover,
running on, and on, and on
So long...
A lovely day to say goodbye
Dog tags and body bags, the fathers
fight their tears
The bastards' games that we have lost funding
the grief machine for coming years
When the sky comes down, run for
cover to the underground
When the sky comes down, run for cover,
running on, and on, and on
So long, it's time to start a war
- Countdown
- My Boy
- Opium-Eater
- Pride
- Seven
- Gideon
- Come Thru
- Krew / Time Afta Time
- Same Time
- She A Winner (feat. City Girls)
Altri testi di Trouble
Lyrics powered by LyricFind
- Testi Lucio Battisti
- Testi Negramaro
- Testi Renato Zero
- Testi Gigi D'Alessio
- Testi Alessandra Amoroso
- Testi Canzoni Napoletane
- Testi Eros Ramazzotti
- Testi Elisa
- Testi Biagio Antonacci
- Testi Cesare Cremonini