paroles de chanson This Island - Chief

Distress call. Now the test, do we stand before we fall?
Pollutant at the door. Will selling a flag turn water to wine?
Who is the 'native' in your eyes
Propaganda, the ghost of Auschwitz returns: BNP
Take a bow
Scrub the lines to the fucking brink
Behind a mask of deceit
I won't let it go

We're sending the flagship away from these shores
To keep on the track that Rosa laid, now we react
We push it away together from these shores
One fight, we rise to kick it out today

I'm wide awake, I pinch myself every second.
Watching this hate proliferate decline
These hearts and minds stand in the way on this island
You know it don't belong
We drop a beat, sing along until the fucking end.
Rising up against. I won't let it go.

We kick it out now and forever
We kick it out now and forever today
The rougher the tide the tougher the crew we got to make
The message we got is plain
This island is taken, we're taken.