基本介紹
- 歌曲：Song Of The Times
- 語言：英語
- 發行日期：2003-03-03
- 歌手：Chumbawamba
- 所屬專輯：English Rebel Songs
Song Of The Times - Chumbawamba
You working men of England
one moment now attend
While I unfold the treatment
of the poor upon this land
For nowadays the factory lords
have brought the labour low
And daily are contriving plans
to prove our overthrow
So arouse! You sons of freedom!
The world seems upside down
They scorn the poor man
as a thief in country and in town
There's different parts in Ireland,
it's true what I do state
There's hundreds that are starving
for they can't get food to eat
And if they go unto
the rich to ask them for relief
They bang their door all in their face
as if they were a thief
So arouse! You sons of freedom!
The world seems upside down
They scorn the poor man
as a thief in country and in town
Alas how altered are the times,
rich men despise the poor
And pay them off without remorse,
quite scornful at their door
And if a man is out of
work his Parish pay is small
Enough to starve himself and wife,
his children and all
So arouse! You sons of freedom!
The world seems upside down
They scorn the poor man
as a thief in country and in town
So to conclude and finish
these few verses I have made
I hope to see before
it's long men for their labour paid
Then we'll rejoice with heart
and voice and banish all our woes
Before we do old England
must pay us what she owes
So arouse! You sons of freedom!
The world seems upside down
They scorn the poor man
as a thief in country and in town
