paroles de chanson Dissidents - Thomas Dolby

One more young writer slid away in the night
Over the border he will drown in light

Hold it
Wait a minute
I can't read my writing, my own writing!
Like tiny insects in the palm of history

A domino effect in a cloud ofmystery
My writing is an iron fist
In a glove full of vaseline

Dip the fuse in the kerosene
I too become a dissident

Courting disaster we ran in the night
Check it
Verify it
Wings of an angel torn in flight

It's all here in writing, down in writing!
At the hands of the press
And in the eyes of the government
I fell from grace

I too became a dissident

Like tiny insects in the palm of history
A domino effect and an early end to this story

My writing is an iron fist in a glove full of vaseline
But dip the fuse in the kerosene
I too become a dissident.