Skyclad Lyrics
Skyclad Lyrics
"Think Back And Lie Of England Lyrics"
The Things I Used To Do Lyrics
Things that I used to do, Some I won't do no more Things that I used to do Some I won? do no more Used to sit and hold your hand, baby Begging?you, n
Things that I used to do, Some I won't do no more Things that I used to do Some I won? do no more Used to sit and hold your hand, baby Begging?you, n
(It's a load of old John Bull)
Cruel Britannia ruled the waves, Empire
oiled by toiling slaves. White flag stained
St.George Cross red, and blues sung for
the countless dead
God save brave Johnny Company,
stiff-upper-lipped he sipped his tea,
atop a mound of babes he'd killed,
to keep our nations coffers filled.
[Vordul] Pop goes the flow of the weasel Strapped with an Ox full of diesel Trapped in the desert with eagles Thoughts of ghetto acapellas in cathedrals Spi
Think back and lie of England.
Conceal the evil we have done.
Think back and lie of England.
Fake alibis for Albion
Meanwhile back on British loam,
Irish driven from their homes.
Persecuted Welsh and Scot,
and robbed them all of all they'd got.
Bound unto the plough and yoke,
they broke the backs of
Frostmaiden's Veil Lyrics
So black her hair and pale her skin With a deadly kiss so pure, so grim A thousand tears of ice to weep Have men of betrayal, now asleep For years have pas
honest folk.So black her hair and pale her skin With a deadly kiss so pure, so grim A thousand tears of ice to weep Have men of betrayal, now asleep For years have pas
Built a gentlemen's Jerusalem.
I'm ashamed I share my race with them!
[Chorus]
Think back and lie of England.
Conceal the evil we have done.
Think back and lie of England.
Fake alibis for Albion
So will our future history tell,
how we've used this country well?
If you ask me, well I think not,
Walls Lyrics
(SIEGE) Walls that part humanity Over which I cannot see Walls as old as history Cast a shadow over me Break down the walls Take down them all Break
unless we watch these bigots rot.(SIEGE) Walls that part humanity Over which I cannot see Walls as old as history Cast a shadow over me Break down the walls Take down them all Break
In poverty the masses drown;
So raise a Dome in Greenwich town?
The Cenotaph is strewn with flowers,
yet arms-deals struck with fascist powers!
[Chorus]
Think back and lie of England.
Conceal the evil we have done.
Think back and lie of England.
Fake alibis for Albion