Bronski Beat - No more war

Tekst :

No more war please
No more destruction of innocent life
No more living in fear
No more on our bended knees
To live is our right

No more war
No more war please
It s got to stop oh we ve got to make it stop

No more money for bombs
When the poor people hungry on the street
No more sending young men to fight
As they die for false glory and false pride (do or die)

No more war please
Who wants to die
No more war please
Who wants to die
No more war no more war no more

Who wants to die who wants to die

Inne utwory

  • Do it
  • Junk
  • Truthdare doubledare
  • Need a man blues
  • What are you doing about it
  • Love and money
  • Dr John
  • Why
  • Hard rain
  • Screaming
  • Smalltown boy
  • This heart
  • Punishment for love
  • I feel love
  • Close to the edge
  • Heatwave
  • Losowe utwory

    Stop draggin around

    ( More of guitar, need more track
    Bass, more guitar )

    Thinking positivity
    If you wanna be with me
    I ll take you to the promised land
    Come on baby take my hand

    Stop draggin around, stop draggin around
    Stop draggin around, stop draggin around
    Yeah...

    Murder 2

    Mothafuckin´ murderer x2
    Murdered my sister
    the only thing ?I´m tryin to tell? is to take it to that nigga
    get that mutherfucker what I tell myself
    make that mutherfucka feel what Chell felt
    heavenly father but ?your will? to bring them tears to her...

    The 9th circle

    Is it so hard to believe the hearts are made to be broken
    Can t you see that the beauty of love lies in constant times
    Don t you want our hearts to be torn wide open
    Won t you feel the heaven in our endless cry

    Oh at...

    My old flame

    My old flame
    I can t even think of his name
    But it s funny now and then
    How my thoughts go flashing back again
    To my old flame

    My old flame
    My new lovers all seem so tame
    For I haven t met a gent
    So magnificent or elegant
    As my old flame

    I ve met so many who...

    A whiter shade of pale

    We skipped the light fandango
    And turned cartwheels across the floor
    I was feeling kind of seasick
    The crowd called out for more
    The room was humming harder
    As the ceiling flew away
    When we called out for another drink
    The waiter brought a tray

    And so it was...