[ti:Written On The Forehead]
[ar:PJ Harvey]
[al:Let England Shake]
[by:lrc.d4321.com]
[00:00.000] People throwing dinars at the belly dancers
[00:12.054] In a sad circus by a trench of burning oil
[00:23.194] People throw belongings, a life-time's earnings
[00:28.882] Amongst the scattered rubbish and suitcases on the sidewalk
[00:46.030] Date palms and orange and tangerine trees
[00:51.802] and eyes are crying for everything
[00:56.216] (Let it burn, let it burn, let it burn, burn, burn)
[01:08.038] So I talked to an old man by the generator
[01:19.167] He was standing on the gravel by the fetid river
[01:31.179] he turned to me and then surveyed the scene
[01:36.694] Said, "War is here in our beloved city."
[01:53.511] Some dove in the river and tried to swim away
[01:59.455] through tons of sewage, fate written on their foreheads
[02:05.129] Date palms and orange and tangerine trees
[02:11.061] and eyes are crying for everything
[02:23.918] (Let it burn, let it burn, let it burn, burn, burn)
[02:31.557] (Blood, blood, blood, blood and fire)