paroles de chanson Throw Your Soul Down Here - Steve Harley , Cockney Rebel

Harley
No more ..., there's no more still left
No more champagne, please, and no more delights
No more attacks 'til we've buried the dead
No more magnificent testimonies, paper phonies.
Show me your colours
Show me your colours, please
Then throw your soul down here.
Check out, senorita, the cloth has appeared
With gold in his fingernails, tinsel in his beard
He's preaching again and has boring us stiff
So I'm off to tintagel to climb the steps with the midnight chieftain.
Show me your colours
Show me your colours, please
Then throw your soul down here.
Halloween staff did so fanciful fly
'All Men Are Hungry', who said that tonight?
Behold this battle goes on every day
Between all the gangs on the costume build platform, dreamland.
Show me your colours
Yeah show me your colours, please
Then throw your soul down here.
Look out, don't you feel it the reds in your hair
That's pulled down in your pocket 'cause you have eaten your share
Behold to distinguish the blacks from the white
You're gonna have to open your Pandora's box here tonight.
Then show me your colours
Show me your colours, please
Then throw your soul down here.