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Tuesday, 31 March 2009

Bankers will be Bankers

Famines will be famines, banquets will be banquets
Some spend winter in a palace, some spend it in blankets
Don't wag your fingers at them and turn to walk away
Don't shoot someone tomorrow that you can shoot today
Time to end the praying
Listen what they're saying

Get up off your knees
You can wag your finger till your fingers sore
Shake your head till it shakes no more

Paupers will be paupers, bankers will be bankers
Some own pennies in a jar, some own oil tankers
What may sound like tomorrow could be ours today
There's no more need for sorrow if we get off our knees to pray

Time to end the praying
Listen what they're saying

Get up off your knees
You can wag your finger till your fingers sore
Shake your head till it shakes no more

Countries will be countries, borders will be borders
Some have lost their folks at war, some have give orders
Don't wag your fingers at them and turn to walk away
Don't shoot someone tomorrow that you can shoot today

Time to end the praying
Listen what they're saying

that's 23 years old, that song. Copyright GoDiscs 1986. I looked it up after reading Phil's post from yesterday. Just got the CD off eBay for a quid.

Still says a lot to the G20 lot though, let alone the Church.(As does most of the album if you are so inclined)

You wouldn't get away with sleeve notes like theirs these days either (LTRU)

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