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We were watching T.V.
Watching T.V.
We were Watching T.V.
Watching T.V.
In Tiananmen Square
Lost my baby there
My yellow rose
In her bloodstained clothes
She was a short order pastry chef
In a Dim Sum dive on the Yangtze tideway
She had shiny hair
She was the daughter of an engineer
Won t you shed a tear
For my yellow rose
My yellow rose
In her bloodstained clothes
She had perfect breasts
She had high hopes
She had almond eyes
She had yellow thighs
She was a student of philosophy
Won t you grieve with me
For my yellow rose
Shed a tear
For her bloodstained clothes
She had shiny hair
She had perfect breasts
She had high hopes
She had almond eyes
She had yellow thighs
She was the daughter of an engineer
So get out your pistols
Get out your stones
Get out your knives
Cut them to the bone
They are the lackeys of the grocer s machine
They built the dark satanic mills
That manufacture hell on earth
They bought the front row seats on Calvary
They are irrelevant to me
But I grieve for my sister
People of China
Do not forget do not forget
The children who died for you
Long live the Republic
Did we do anything after this
I ve a feeling we did
We were watching T.V.
Watching T.V.
We were watching T.V.
Watching T.V.
She wore a white bandanna that said
Freedom now
She thought the Great Wall of China
Would come tumbling down
She was a student
Her father was an engineer
Won t you shed a tear
For my yellow rose
My yellow rose
In her bloodstained clothes
Her grandpa fought old Chiang Kai-shek
That no-good low-down dirty rat
Who used to order his troops
To fire on the women and children
Imagine that imagine that
And in the spring of 48
Mao Tse-tung got quite irate
And he kicked that old dictator Chiang
Out of the state of China
Chiang Kai-shek came down in Formosa
And they armed the island of Quemoy
And the shells were flying across the China Sea
And they turned Formosa into a shoe factory
Called Taiwan
And she is different from Cro-Magnon man
She s different from Anne Boleyn
She is different from the Rosenbergs
And from the unknown Jew
She is different from the unknown Nicaraguan
Half superstar half victim
She s a victor star conceptually new
And she is different from the Dodo
And from the Kankanbono
She is different from the Aztec
And from the Cherokee
She s everybody s sister
She s symbolic of our failure
She s the one in fifty million
Who can help us to be free
Because she died on T.V.
And I grieve for my sister

Tekst :

When the sleigh is heavy
And the timber wolves are getting bold
You look at you companions
And test the water of their friendship
With your toe
They significantly edge
Closer to the gold
Each man has his price Bob
And yours was pretty low
History is short the sun is just a minor star
The poor man sells his kidneys
In some colonial bazaar
Ce sera sera
Is that your new Ferrari car
Nice but I think I ll wait for the F50
You don t have to be a Jew
To disapprove of murder
Tears burn our eyes
Moslem or Christian Mullah or Pope
Preacher or poet who was it wrote
Give any one species too much rope
And they ll fuck it up
And last night on TV
A Vietnam vet
Takes his beard and his pain
And his alienation twenty years
Back to Asia again
Sees the monsters they made
In formaldehyde floating round
Meets a gook on a bike
A good little tyke
A nice enough guy
With the same soldier s eyes
Tears burn my eyes
What does it mean
This tear jerking scene
Beamed into my home
That it moves me so much
Why all the fuss
It s only two humans being
It s only two humans being
Tears burn my eyes
What does it mean
This tender TV
This tear jerking scene
Beamed into my home
You don t have to be a Jew
To disapprove of murder
Tears burn in our eyes
Moslem or Christian Mullah or Pope
Preacher or poet who was it wrote
Give any one species too much rope
And they ll fuck it up

Tekst :

Rock a bye baby
On the tree top
When the wind blows
The cradle will rock
Oh babe, hate to see you fall that way
Better speak to the powers that be today
Hey Joe, where you goin
With that gun in your hand?
You can take your revenge
But you ll still feel bad
There must be more to life than lucky strikes
And some unlucky ones
And folded flags and pipes
And drums

I stood in the wings with you
Our lives in the hands of a second-rate actor
Holding the high ground
Of some old stage
Oh babe, how do these jaded stars get so far away
Will they catch what the moral had to say

Hey Joe, where you goin
With that dogma in your head?
You can prove your point
But your kids will still be dead
Bring down the curtain
This soap opera must surely close
Before the cold wind blows

Hey Joe, where you going
With that gun in your hand
You can take your revenge
But you ll still feel bad
Bring down the curtain
This show must close
Before the cold wind blows

So rock a bye baby
On the tree top
When the wind blows
The cradle will rock
There must be more to life than lucky strikes
And some unlucky ones
And folded flags and pipes
And drums

merankorikku na hizashi taiyou ga ippai
ki ga fureteku natsu mahiru no yume
tsutaetai kanjou, tsunagetai aijou
kanari boku wa juushou chigireta mama

bon yari kimochi wa yukue fumei
chinmoku kirisaku semi no koe
genjitsu sasagete nobashita te wa
mirai made todoku ka na?

nazeka namida koboreteochita
mabuta tojite kimi o sagashita yo
moshimo namida kareteshimaeba
nanimokamo ka kieteshimai sou
furidashita no...

With a dream in her pocket
Flight ticket in hand
She s going off to the crazy land
Green pastures, like blankets unfold
Out the door and down the hall

Crazy river, with a cold shiver
Deep in water she dives
She s got herself involved
And now it s evolved
Into interstellar overdrive

Well I know she s got...

[Duże Pe]
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, taa, ta, taa, ta

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Buffalo Bill

Looking for owls the young man asked
Hoping to lighten the tension
And the scowl he received as his only reply
Made him smile as he relived the mention

And the coward fool walked on alone
Quite proud of the fear he instilled
And later they found him, tied to a log
Bent over and buffalo billed
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