Song | Merrie Land |
Artist | The Good, The Bad and The Queen |
Album | Merrie Land |
[00:25.887] | If you're leaving please still say goodbye |
[00:28.535] | And if you are leaving can you leave me my silver jubilee mug |
[00:33.431] | My old flag |
[00:34.855] | My dark woods |
[00:36.543] | My sunrise |
[00:38.872] | If you’re leaving can you please say goodbye |
[00:41.632] | And if you are leaving can you leave your number |
[00:44.723] | I'll pack my case |
[00:46.703] | And get in a cab |
[00:48.919] | And wave you goodbye |
[00:52.054] | I'll drive in the early hours down to the sea |
[00:55.294] | I’ll stand on the beach where the storms amplify |
[00:58.463] | All the voices that I care for |
[01:01.661] | And the ghosts I hold sacred |
[01:05.704] | In this alignment that lasts for a day |
[01:08.398] | There's nothing that I can do anyway, anyway |
[01:11.938] | What am I doing here? |
[01:15.032] | Waiting for you? |
[01:17.823] | Hey |
[01:44.074] | So rebuild the railways |
[01:45.719] | Firm up all the roads |
[01:47.663] | No one is leaving |
[01:48.931] | Now this is your home |
[01:50.628] | The horses, the foxes, the sheep, and the cows |
[01:53.709] | Bow down on their knees |
[01:57.040] | To the fanfare of progress, it's always the same |
[02:00.399] | We cheer on the clowns as they roll into town |
[02:03.463] | But their faces look tired and sad to me |
[02:06.915] | And carry the terrible things they've seen |
[02:10.230] | All lost in a painting of a sky coloured oil |
[02:19.840] | In this Merrie Land |
[02:27.646] | You are my crows, my window rattlers |
[02:32.695] | Perfumed valley criers |
[02:34.968] | Oh the dark ponds of Merrie England |
[02:37.823] | The deep space echoes |
[02:39.591] | Get on your mo..... |
[02:41.540] | What did you say? Mobility (You can fly) |
[02:44.085] | Get on your mobilised hooters... (to the moon) |
[02:45.918] | Hooters... Haha |
[02:47.498] | Mobilised Hooters... Haha |
[02:49.129] | (one day) |
[02:50.958] | Get hold of those mobilised hooters |
[02:56.385] | They are half price |
[03:28.389] | This is not rhetoric |
[03:29.811] | It comes from my heart |
[03:31.358] | I love this country |
[03:32.709] | Daneland, I am your kin |
[03:34.525] | You were the ones who work together |
[03:37.284] | Put the money in the pockets |
[03:41.095] | Of the few and their fortunes |
[03:42.640] | Who crowd the school benches |
[03:44.318] | And jeer at us all because they don't care about us |
[03:47.582] | They are graceless and you shouldn't be with them |
[03:50.499] | Because they are all disconnected and raised up in mansions |
[03:54.092] | And two hundred plastic bags in a whale's stomach |
[03:57.365] | So you turn to the trident |
[03:58.956] | Are we green, are we pleasant? |
[04:00.611] | We are not either of those, Father |
[04:03.727] | We are a shaking wreck where nothing grows |
[04:07.276] | Lost in the sky coloured oils of Merrie Land |
[04:26.530] | You can fly to the moon |
[04:33.027] | One day |
[00:25.887] | If you' re leaving please still say goodbye |
[00:28.535] | And if you are leaving can you leave me my silver jubilee mug |
[00:33.431] | My old flag |
[00:34.855] | My dark woods |
[00:36.543] | My sunrise |
[00:38.872] | If you' re leaving can you please say goodbye |
[00:41.632] | And if you are leaving can you leave your number |
[00:44.723] | I' ll pack my case |
[00:46.703] | And get in a cab |
[00:48.919] | And wave you goodbye |
[00:52.054] | I' ll drive in the early hours down to the sea |
[00:55.294] | I' ll stand on the beach where the storms amplify |
[00:58.463] | All the voices that I care for |
[01:01.661] | And the ghosts I hold sacred |
[01:05.704] | In this alignment that lasts for a day |
[01:08.398] | There' s nothing that I can do anyway, anyway |
[01:11.938] | What am I doing here? |
[01:15.032] | Waiting for you? |
[01:17.823] | Hey |
[01:44.074] | So rebuild the railways |
[01:45.719] | Firm up all the roads |
[01:47.663] | No one is leaving |
[01:48.931] | Now this is your home |
[01:50.628] | The horses, the foxes, the sheep, and the cows |
[01:53.709] | Bow down on their knees |
[01:57.040] | To the fanfare of progress, it' s always the same |
[02:00.399] | We cheer on the clowns as they roll into town |
[02:03.463] | But their faces look tired and sad to me |
[02:06.915] | And carry the terrible things they' ve seen |
[02:10.230] | All lost in a painting of a sky coloured oil |
[02:19.840] | In this Merrie Land |
[02:27.646] | You are my crows, my window rattlers |
[02:32.695] | Perfumed valley criers |
[02:34.968] | Oh the dark ponds of Merrie England |
[02:37.823] | The deep space echoes |
[02:39.591] | Get on your mo..... |
[02:41.540] | What did you say? Mobility You can fly |
[02:44.085] | Get on your mobilised hooters... to the moon |
[02:45.918] | Hooters... Haha |
[02:47.498] | Mobilised Hooters... Haha |
[02:49.129] | one day |
[02:50.958] | Get hold of those mobilised hooters |
[02:56.385] | They are half price |
[03:28.389] | This is not rhetoric |
[03:29.811] | It comes from my heart |
[03:31.358] | I love this country |
[03:32.709] | Daneland, I am your kin |
[03:34.525] | You were the ones who work together |
[03:37.284] | Put the money in the pockets |
[03:41.095] | Of the few and their fortunes |
[03:42.640] | Who crowd the school benches |
[03:44.318] | And jeer at us all because they don' t care about us |
[03:47.582] | They are graceless and you shouldn' t be with them |
[03:50.499] | Because they are all disconnected and raised up in mansions |
[03:54.092] | And two hundred plastic bags in a whale' s stomach |
[03:57.365] | So you turn to the trident |
[03:58.956] | Are we green, are we pleasant? |
[04:00.611] | We are not either of those, Father |
[04:03.727] | We are a shaking wreck where nothing grows |
[04:07.276] | Lost in the sky coloured oils of Merrie Land |
[04:26.530] | You can fly to the moon |
[04:33.027] | One day |