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Roger Waters - Towers of Faith lyrics
Oh, the lonely boys In their Towers of Faith Oh, the lonely boys Locked in their Towers of Faith The profit reclined out on the golden haze Oh, the lonely boys He said, “This land is my land” To the street Oh, the lonely boys And, the older looked up from the Sea of Gall any He said, “I see you, you thief!” This land is my land! And, this sand is my sand! And, this band is my band! Oh, the lonely boys Looking over their shoulder Checking out every boulder In the park Where the kids were closed from everything After dark And, the po po rolled up in his armored van He fell on his knees and kissed the land He said something that I did not understand It was in Polish And, up stepped an aid He said, “I will translate” And, here’s what his holder said, “I am the chief’s gentleman! This land is chief’s land! And that is all, All that there is to it!” Yeah! (“Hang on!”) (“Hold on!”) Well, in New York City, The businessman in his bow, hair, and suit At the World Trade Center Laughs in his showrooms Oh, the lonely boys And, he said, “Well, I don’t care who owns the desert sands Out of grief This one had hydro carbons underneath” And, the sea of brethren rolls around in ancient tunes While Mother Nature makes her wounds And, the lonely boys locked in their Towers of Faith Were nervous in the park When the gates were closed after dark Oh, the lonely boys In their Towers of Faith Oh, the lonely boys Locked in their Towers of Faith |
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