Reverend and the Makers

And if they drop the bomb When I'm bowled in your fire And should the Russians come? Or the icebergs melt Would it matter? In the Midst of the third world war Or when I'm sixty-four Should all our friends betray us? Are you a french kiss in the chaos

They used to put my lights out On nights out but days spent in blazin Won't help me to navigate Ways through their mazes I tried God but he's not The man I thought he was He leaves us his Jesus But we can't be like he was, no So I phoned friends who

[ti:Long Time] [ar:Blue] [al:All Rise] [00:03.35]Oh Yeah [00:09.85]Oh Baby [00:14.59]The warmth in your smile is the warmth that I desire, [00:20.15]'Cause it's cold and lonely in this place, oh yeah. [00:27.13]And I need to get close to the flames i

[ti:Nostalgia] [ar:Reverend And The Makers] [al:Thirtytwo] [by:] [offset:0] [00:01.07]Nostalgia - Reverend And The Makers [00:22.05]We all love a little nostalgia [00:24.31]It isn't what it used to be [00:26.00] [00:26.61]Time I got you chosen Crocod

The hidden persuaders Are gonna infiltrate us Till babes in consumer land Can supply and demand And the spending's contageous Do you reckon it's outrageous That they're paying the entertainers, To get you buying the jeans That you don't really need F

How you gonna explain this one? Whatever would you say to your friends? Nobody's gonna rewind this one Because there's no easy way of making amends However did they justify this one? I wonder if it's money to home Because the political offical might