Blood on the rooftops
by Genesis
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Dark and grey, an English film, the Wednesday Play
We always watch the Queen on Christmas Day
Won´t you stay?
Though your eyes see shipwrecked sailors you´re still dry
The outlook´s fine though Wales might have some rain
Saved again.
Let´s skip the news boy (I´ll go and make some tea)
Arabs and Jews boy (too much for me)
They get me confused boy (puts me off to sleep)
And the thing I hate--Oh Lord!
Is staying up late, to watch some debate, on some nation´s fate.
Hypnotised by Batman, Tarzan, still surprised!
You´ve won the West in time to be our guest
Name your prize!
Drop of wine, a glass of beer dear what´s the time?
The grime on the Tyne is mine all mine all mine
Five past nine.
Blood on the rooftops--Venice in the Spring
The Streets of San Francisco--a word from Peking
The trouble was started--by a young Errol Flynn
Better in my day--Oh Lord!
For when we got bored, we´d have a world war, happy but poor
So let´s skip the news boy (I´ll go and make some tea)
Blood on the rooftops (too much for me)
When old Mother Goose stops--and they´re out for 23
Then the rain at Lords stopped play
Seems Helen of Troy has found a new face again.
We always watch the Queen on Christmas Day
Won´t you stay?
Though your eyes see shipwrecked sailors you´re still dry
The outlook´s fine though Wales might have some rain
Saved again.
Let´s skip the news boy (I´ll go and make some tea)
Arabs and Jews boy (too much for me)
They get me confused boy (puts me off to sleep)
And the thing I hate--Oh Lord!
Is staying up late, to watch some debate, on some nation´s fate.
Hypnotised by Batman, Tarzan, still surprised!
You´ve won the West in time to be our guest
Name your prize!
Drop of wine, a glass of beer dear what´s the time?
The grime on the Tyne is mine all mine all mine
Five past nine.
Blood on the rooftops--Venice in the Spring
The Streets of San Francisco--a word from Peking
The trouble was started--by a young Errol Flynn
Better in my day--Oh Lord!
For when we got bored, we´d have a world war, happy but poor
So let´s skip the news boy (I´ll go and make some tea)
Blood on the rooftops (too much for me)
When old Mother Goose stops--and they´re out for 23
Then the rain at Lords stopped play
Seems Helen of Troy has found a new face again.