Lyrics:
Yes, it's number one, it's Top of the Pops
I've just come in at number 25
I'm oh, so happy, so glad to be alive
And everybody says it's gonna
Molly has your daughter now
Sons are following the crowd
We all fuckin throwin life away
Molly has your daughter now
Sons are following the crowd
We
will pay you more than money
Ingrid Bergman
Not by pennies dimes nor quarters
But with happy sons and daughters
And they'll sing around
and covers his eyes
He was never supposed to cry
With sons and daughters and home and wife
Taken from him in his autumn life
Should we try and feed you, say
a cloud, you're gonna be whatever you're gonna be"
I am not religious but I try to be kind
I baptized my daughter, I was scared that she'd be burned alive
Climb that ladder rung by rung
We are the daughters and the sons
But here's the line that's missing
The starving children have been replaced
By
removed from all those fires
As we raced each other home
And now we drink our coffee on the run
We climb that ladder rung by rung
We are the daughters
On and on again
The mother feels the daughter's pain
On and on again
The mother feels the daughter's pain
On and on again
The mother feels
Where greed, jealousy and envy
Are manifested by what others accomplished in life
My son was very very much aware of that
He appreciated his station
Where greed, jealousy and envy
Are manifested by what others accomplished in life
My son was very very much aware of that
He appreciated his station
backs and making cracks
About the fags in the bar
Radio boss dipping his nose in a little white packet
You put it out son and we'll all back it
Yeah
By the arms of the father
I am surrounded
By songs of deliverance
We've been liberated
From our bondage
We're the sons and the daughters
Let us
Well in 1941 a happy father had a son
And by 1944 the father walked right out the door
And in '45, the mom and son were still alive
But who could
(whisper) what they're saying on the streets
(spoken)
Although the czar did not survive
one daughter may be still alive!
the princess Anastasia
but please do
All along it's true
Well, you'll see there comes a day catches up to you, yeah
Knock down the walls (it's alive in you)
Knock down the place
our heads into the noose
And it just sits there watchin'
America, where are you now
Don't you care about your sons and daughters
Don't you know we
at last
Fighting together for light
Sons and daughters of Abraham
Lay down to a higher command
Don't be tricked by the acts of man
God's wisdom
a victim
The daughter is dead
The Afton Family
The father again is crazy
Their deaths are all because of him
The daughter got scooped
The Afton Family
Well in 1941 a happy father had a son
And by 1944 the father walked right out the door
And in '45 the mom and son were still alive
But who could
his mother like no other
His daughter was his sister
and his son was his brother
One thing on which you can depend is
He sure knew who a boy's best
We are the ones
We are the fodder
To feed the young
Your sons and daughters
We are the ones
Lambs to the slaughter
We are the ones
We are the ones
I remember, wasn't so long ago
We had a one room shack and the livin' was low
And my mama by herself raised me and my bro
Wasn't easy, but we did
throw the covers back and peek out of the draperies
My daughter, my baby, my baby mama all escaping me
In the wind, she was my friend
Like Princess Di
measured
His faithfulness
is never ending
That's just who he is
Sons and daughters won't you come
Sons and daughters won't you come
His love for you
Knows no
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