Текст песни English Music

Soldier, you got to get out more. There is life after property. Everyone has got a finder's fee. Find something difficult to do and do it. Write your english music, write your english music, write your english music. Run free. She tasted of the Christmas wines and said: "So many things have run through me. I know the altar boys, they just wanna do me and that's fine... You got to have faith. Yeah, you got to have it..." Once again, it's a quarter-to-three by Ambleside-by-the-Sea, and something's telling you: "Boy, it's time to take sides!" And something's telling you: "Boy, it's time to take sides!" And something's telling you: "Boy, it's time to take sides, and write your English Music, though you know it will come to no good when brilliance has a taste for suffering, and you're softer than the western world..."