Cover di Black and White

Black and White
Album - 12 maggio 1978 - Debaser id 46598

di The Stranglers

I Can Sign For 1 2 3 or 4
Get 3 Weeks off In A Year Or More
Save Up And Get My Very Own SLR
'Cos I Can Drive (Drive) My Very Own Tank
Yes I Can Drive (Drive) My Very Own Tank
Yes I Can Drive (Drive) My Very Own Tank
Yes I Can Drive (Drive) My Very Own Tank

Can You Seen The bullet's high velocity
It Can Blow A Man's Arm Off At The Count Of Three
If I Get My Hands On One Of Those
I'm Something To Watch Out For
I Can Drive (Drive) My Very Own Tank
Yes I Can
Yes I Can

I don't care where They Send Me Now
Send Pictures Postcards To My Ol' Mother And Father
So When I Come Home They'll Have someone to be proud Of
I Can Drive (Drive) My Very Own Tank
Yes I Can Drive (Drive) My Very Own Tank
Yes I Can Drive (Drive) My Very Own Tank
Yes I Can Drive (Drive) My Very Own Tank
Il tuo voto:
We came acoss the West Sea
We didn't have much idea
Of the kind of climate waiting
We used our hands for guidance
Like the children of a preacher
Like a dry tree seeking water
Or a daughter
Nice 'n' sleazy
Nice 'n' sleazy does it
Does it every time.

An angel came from outside
Had no halo
Had no father
With a coat of many colours
He spoke of brothers many
Wine and women
Song aplenty
He began to write a chapter
In history
Nice 'n' sleazy
Nice 'n' sleazy does it
Does it every time.
Il tuo voto:
Somewhere outside Tokyo
Invented time
Someone in a factory
Invented time
If people wanted proof to
Carry on they'd like to buy one

50 million watches with a
Strap to sell
50 million watches with a
Strap to sell
If people wanted proof to
Carry on they'd like to buy one

If they should ever sell out
That would be the end of (time)
Be the end of (time)
Be the end of time
Il tuo voto:
Let me tell you about Sweden
Only country where the clouds are interesting
Big brother says it's the place to go

Too much time to think, too little to do
Too much time to think, too little to do
Too much time, too little to do
'Cos it's all quiet on the Eastern front

Fluctuations at a minimum
Hypochondriac tombstone
Sense of humour's gone astray somewhere

Too much time to think, too little to do
Too much time to think, too little to do
Too much time, too little to do
'Cos it's all quiet on the Eastern front

Cumulus nimbus floats by

Fluctuations at a minimum
Hypochondriac tombstone
Big brother says it's the place to go

It's all quiet on the Eastern front
(All quiet on the Eastern front)
It's all quiet on the Eastern front
(All quiet on the Eastern front)
It's all quiet on the Eastern front
It's all
Quiet
Il tuo voto:
I had a woman ship
I took her overseas
She left her hold unlocked
I had to find a dock
I was a toiler on the sea
I was a toiler on the sea
I was a toiler on the sea
I was a toiler on the sea

We didn't use cruel words
To navigate cruel seas
The wind was biting hard
At times I had to scream
I was a toiler on the sea
I was a toiler on the sea
I was a toiler on the sea
I was a toiler on the sea

And when we reached the land
We went aground on the rocks
Became a wreck in the sand
Became a home for a flock
We ventured overland
Fought with the aliens
The young ones used their hands
Pointed the way to a flock
A flock of seagulls!
A flock of seagulls!

Then we retraced our steps
Rebuilt the woman ship
I took her back up north
I lost her in the fog
I was a toiler on the sea
I was a toiler on the sea
I was a toiler on the sea
I was a toiler on the sea
I was a toiler
I was a toiler
I was a toiler
On the sea
On the sea
I was a toiler
I was a toiler
On the sea
I was a toiler
A toiler
A toiler
Il tuo voto:
The enemy has cut down all the power
London south of The Thames s invaded
Westminster is raised down to the ground
The Government Has Fled
The Government Has Fled
The Government Has Fled for Scotland today

It Becomes Black And White
Is It True What They Say?
They Turn The Day Into Night
Black And White Becomes

The Government has fled into thin air
What's Left Of Our Troops Has Joined The Scots
To Form In defense across the North
Stay In Your Homes
Stay In Your Homes
Be Off The Streets By Nightfall

It Becomes Black And White
Is It True What They Say?
They Turn The Day Into Night
Black And White Becomes

Germany Failed To Protect All Borders
Had Grown Soft With The American Dream
The Men From The Steppes Delivered Their Vacuum
A New Kind Of freedom
Freedom's A Chain
Maybe I'll Find Love When There's Nothing To Do

It Becomes Black And White
Is It True What They Say?
They Turn The Day Into Night
Black And White Becomes
Il tuo voto:
When you're walking on the streets at night
You turn around and die of fright
What's that in the shadows?
What's that in the shadows?

Walking down the streets at night
Turn around and you can die of fright
Walking on the streets at night
Turn around and die of fright
What's that in the shadows?
What's that in the shadows?

Is it a dog?
Is it a cat ?
Is it a dog?
What do you think of that?
When you're walking on the streets at night
Turn around and die of fright
What's that in the shadows?
What's that in the shadows?

Is it a dog?
Is it a cat ?
Is it a dog?
What do you think of that?
When you're walking on the streets at night
Moving, shiny, bright

Walking on the night
When you're walking on the streets at night
Look around you
Look around you

When you're walking on the streets at night
When you turn around and die of fright

Who's there in the shadows?

What's that in the shadows?
What's that in the shadows?
Look around you
Il tuo voto:
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