Where the Nightingale Sings歌词

作词 : Andy Gill
作曲 : Andy Gill
Turn you back on London's bitter pride
In melancholic isolation
Force-feed yourself sentimentality
With golden age mythology
A feudal lord doesn't live no more
But in the night, the ravens call
False memories, fake history
Next you'll talk of racial purity
Where the nightingale sings
The knights around all cleave close
You were abiding
Well your name is not
Always one, simple relations
Walk away from anonymity
The fedual lords are rutheless no more
But in the night the ravens call
Force-feed yourself sentimentality
False memories, fake history
False memories
Fake history
Next you'll talk of racial purity
Where the nightingale sings
The knights around all cleave close
You were abiding
Well your name is not
Force-feed yourself sentimentality
Where the nightingale sings
The knights around all cleave close
You were abiding
Well your name is not
Where the nightingale sings
The knights around all cleave close
You were abiding
Well your name is not