Innuendo کے بول

While the sun hangs in the sky and the desert has sand While the waves crash in the sea and meet the land While there's a wind and the stars and the rainbow Till mountains crumble into the plane Ooh, yes we'll keep on trying Tread that fine line Ooh, we'll keep on trying, yeah Just passing our time Oooh, oooh While we live according to race, colour or creed While we rule by blind madness and pure greed Our lives dictated by tradition, superstition, false religion Through the eons, and on and on Ooh yes, we'll keep on trying, yeah We'll tread that fine line Ooh, oh, we'll keep on trying Till the end of time Till the end of time Through the sorrow all through our splendour Don't take offence at my innuendo