paroles de chanson Down for the Outing - Peter Doherty

Slowly down, down the river
The one you sold me down
Where my timber shivered
You hold them down
As they flailing
Yes as they drown
You say "ah look they′re waving"

Ah, Brittania somehow she was saved
Brittania raped by all the slaves
Raping all the slaves

Sorry Dad for every good time that I had
They made it look so bad
Sorry mum
Sorry for all the good things that I've done
Gave you hope when there was none

Schools how can ya
Teach that we were saved
Oh
Brittania tell me I can live
Ammonia and sieve
My baby coming with me

For the outing
In the prison of my mind
No three score ten wreck
I won′t be blind
I won't be blindly led
A lion by a donkey

Schools how can ya
Teach that we were saved
Oh Britannia tell me I can live
Ammonia and sieve
My baby coming with me

Down for the outing
In the prison of your mind
Pretty ribbons a wild beast cannot bind
Pretty rhythms may ease a troubled mind
Ease a troubled mind
Many troubled minds round here