Baby gets born, rolls on his back, opens his eyes and hears a voice a-saying oh...
I'll tell you a secret about yourself I'll tell you a secret about yourself
Your father was bad, his father was bad, his father was bad need I go any further on...?
You not gonna try to involve yourself, your pliable head is a walking hope
Cos even now, there's a bone snapping, Doughy embyro Bloody hands clapping, the blood is clapping
If all the boys say you did it, and all the girls say you did it, and if all the boys say you did it, and all the girls say you did it
Then man, you're as guilty as the ones the came before you sleepwalked over here, the drawbridge creaks ignored So leave the engine room and go, Leave the engine room and build a road, Leave the engine room, the steam will peter out and
I'm tired of the centuries passing, the vacuum and the womb and I respect that things have changed and I'm alone and I remember snatches here, and I involve myself with utter madness Leave me lounging With my nerves butchered and the ceiling torched in the birth canal cos even now there's a bomb dropping, it's ever dropping
Cos all the boys say i did it, and all the girls say i did it, and mother all the boys say i did it, and all the girls say i did it
and man, i'm as guilty as the ones
Compositores: Alexander Kaines Robertshaw (Alex Kaines) (PRS), Jeremy Joseph Pritchard (PRS), Jonathan Joseph Higgs (Jonathan Higgs) (PRS), Michael David Spearman (Michael Spearman) (PRS)Editor: Polygram Music Publishing Ltd (PRS)ECAD verificado obra #4270473 em 03/Mai/2024 com dados da UBEM