Well, I know you need someone To tell you that he needs you And I am gonna tell you one thing about yourself, baby You're also gonna need someone To
Women I just want to tell you That the look on my face is not the way I feel inside And if you knew all the things I do for you Go through for you, it
Wave your flag and stop the train Stop the train Stop the train Wave your flag and stop the train Stop the train Stop the train Someone just pull the
Bản dịch: Electric Light Orchestra. Wave Your Flag Stop The Train.
to the core on a sunken boat A worn out candle and a plastic coat A ziploc bag, a pelican bone A perfect, stupid, cardboard reject Overfed, electric
em stand there And look at the stars as big as holes in the arms And the stars like a back truck electric flag And I'm standing there under that flag
riding out a concert at a rap show Hit a back street and put the top up Stopped at the light see some hoes watch 'em jock us I'm so roll with my electric
no idea She's talking to her friends I'm in the corner and I see her Something's happening but it isn't very clear Sounds like a bell, sounds like an electric
to her friends I'm in the corner and I see her Something happening but it isn't very clear Sounds like a bell sounds like an electric chair Next thing
the number one Cinematic synergy a whole lotta energy virtual reality doomsday scenery grab artillery cinematic synergy a whole lotta energy virtual reality doomsday scenery grab artillery burn the flag
not alone in the desert of freaks in this town as a long legged lowlive in my gown Drink the electric scum, electric scum, electric scum Let us dive
those who have made violence pay? Who are they but the inheritors of their ancestors greed and theft? Their blood stained flags are rags to our future
Like a colossal electric shaver clipping a billion trees transporting exotic birds to unfamiliar surrounds You resign to read the signs Up go the dread red flags
another hospital It's just another hospital It's just another hospital It's just another, it's just another Captains made With metal tags Flags brought
over the carpet, had to be spit shinned and hidden before the ford duster parketh, when mommy marched in, wrapped the broccoli in the napkin, for your electric
parrot This time I think he's on the high side Scabs are forming, scraped his knee Guards are warning a bad man is free He's like electric clock that
had the righteous stuff They were really quite daring/arrogant In their magnificent flying machines They were the chosen few They loved God and the flag
