Текст и слова песни Spirit Of The West – The Hammer & The Bell
(Kelly/Mann)
We twisted you arm over Chinese
And led you astray
Offered the world as we know it
And a pittance in pay
And your fortune read
"Don't believe a word they've said"
Blood through your sleeve, I just couldn't
Believe that you'd been
To the shop where a prick of a needle
Embroiders the skin
We slept-on all full of drink
Pints of Guiness black as ink
Swung the hammer to ring the bell
The bell climbed up and then it fell
What got said got in-between
Sometimes whispers, sometimes screams
Got drunk with the Butcher at Walsall
On Beefeater's gin
Took a drag off your very first fag
Four decades in
But the finest hour you gave
When you turned and faced the wave
We twisted you arm over Chinese
And led you astray
Offered the world as we know it
And a pittance in pay
And your fortune read
"Don't believe a word they've said"
Blood through your sleeve, I just couldn't
Believe that you'd been
To the shop where a prick of a needle
Embroiders the skin
We slept-on all full of drink
Pints of Guiness black as ink
Swung the hammer to ring the bell
The bell climbed up and then it fell
What got said got in-between
Sometimes whispers, sometimes screams
Got drunk with the Butcher at Walsall
On Beefeater's gin
Took a drag off your very first fag
Four decades in
But the finest hour you gave
When you turned and faced the wave
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