I don’t want to sing about anger and hate
I don’t want to sing about fear and defeat
I don’t want to sing about the things I always sing about
I wish I could sing about love
I don’t want to sing about war and greed
I don’t want to sing about those we can’t feed
I don’t want to sing about the things I always sing about
I wish I could sing about love
I don’t want to sing about suffering and pain
I don’t want to sing for another campaign
I don’t want to sing about the things I always sing about
I wish I could sing about love
I don’t want to sing about rights and wrongs
I don’t want to sing all the same old songs
But I’ll sing them, and sing them, ‘til there’s no need to sing them
And then I can sing about love.
I don’t want to sing about fear and defeat
I don’t want to sing about the things I always sing about
I wish I could sing about love
I don’t want to sing about war and greed
I don’t want to sing about those we can’t feed
I don’t want to sing about the things I always sing about
I wish I could sing about love
I don’t want to sing about suffering and pain
I don’t want to sing for another campaign
I don’t want to sing about the things I always sing about
I wish I could sing about love
I don’t want to sing about rights and wrongs
I don’t want to sing all the same old songs
But I’ll sing them, and sing them, ‘til there’s no need to sing them
And then I can sing about love.
envoyé par Alessandro - 11/1/2009 - 22:59
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Album “The Boy Bands Have Won…”
Dall'outro al brano sul sito del gruppo:
We stood around in a half-circle in the airless Shabby Road basement for four weeks solid singing this song until we got it right and lost our voices.
It was inspired partly by Dick Gaughan’s ‘A Different Kind of Love Song’, the first verse of which says, ‘You ask me why I sing no love songs/You say the songs that I sing make you angry and sad/You say that you listen to music/To escape from the things that make you feel bad.’
He tells the story of “... playing in a folk club somewhere in the southeast of England when a woman came up to me and proceeded to ask me all the questions in the first verse of this. When I replied, she looked at me sadly and said, ‘Oh, you’re still at the political stage, then,’ and walked off.”