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letra de nineteen sixty nine - easterhouse

[verse 1]
it seem that i remember
scattered shreds of far off days
the savage beat of soliders fume
on streets of broken glass
that crashed the lie of justice
england brings to foreign lands
the truth came out
without a doubt
in nineteen sixty nine

[verse 2]
how many must have thought
that things would work out differently
with labor men in government
“the workers own party”
who brought out their true colours
and nailed them to the mast
served the union jack
as they always have
in nineteen sixty nine

[chorus]
you have to draw the line
sometimes
and i drew mine
at laborers home trained “socialists”
the lowest form of hypocrite
who talk best when the chips are down
stay loyal to their king and crown
[interlude]

[verse 3]
how desperately they try though
schemes of treachery and lies
to hide their hands stained
red with blood
of countless irish lives
they talk of “dangerous gunmen”
‘the sectarian divide’
and they try to k!ll the truth behind
nineteen sixty nine

[chorus]
you have to draw the line
sometimes
and i drew mine

as this machine of murder
this system of brutality
at h-block cells; a concrete fell
to bury the truth alive

[bridge]

[verse 4]
no man can serve two masters
this surely is the truth
your country or your class
when it comes down our kind
must choose
from dark chains of oppression
we must forge ourselves a lesson;
while we are part of this
then we cannot make ourselves free
[chorus]
you have to draw the line
sometimes
and i drew mine
at laborers home trained “socialists”
the lowest form of hypocrite
who talk best when the chips are down
stay loyal to their king and crown

you have to draw the line
sometimes
and i drew mine
at laborers home trained “socialists”
the lowest form of hypocrite

- easterhouse

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