Представляем точный текст композиции "The Gasman Cometh" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Crass . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «The Gasman Cometh» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Crass передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Crass - "The Gasman Cometh"
Lyrics to The Gasman Cometh : The train now standing on platform four, What will you do when the gas taps turn' Where will you be when the bodies burn' Will you just watch as the cattle trucks roll by' Pretend it isnt happening' Turn a blind eye' See the army convoys quietly passing by' Heard the helicopters in your little bit of sky' Have you seen the squad cars packed with boys in blue' Have you ever wondered what theyre there to do' Pictures in the paper of soldiers in the street, Pictures in the history books of rotting human meat. Auschwitzs now a tourist spot for the goggle eyed to pry, Still in working order just for you and I. Photos of the victims, of gas, of gun, of bomb, Inheritance of violence in the bookshelves of your home. Dont wait for it to come to you, cos come it surely will, The guardians of the state are trained to search, destroy and kill. Theres people sitting at this moment, fingers on the trigger, Theres loyalty and royalty to make their violence figure. Allegiance to the flag, they say, as they lock the prison door, Allegiance to normality, thats what lobotomies are for. God, queen and country, they say weve got the choice, Free speech for all if youve got no voice. Propaganda on the airwaves, heres the way to live, Not for you and me the alternative. The look for peace in Ireland with a thousand squaddy boys, Torture in their mental homes is another of their ploys. Theyll keep us all in line, by christ, theyll keep us on our toes, But if we stand against their power, well see how violence grows. Read it in the paper about rebellious youth, But its them that are so violent, its them that hide the truth. Stay in line, or pay the cost, Do you think they care when another lifes lost' Auschwitzs now a tourist spot for the goggle eyed to pry, Still in working order just for you and I. To ashes at Auschwitz its just a small leap, From coshes at Southall, life is cheap. Dont think that they wont do it, cos they already do, But this time round the pawns are me and you. [ The Gasman Cometh Lyrics ]
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