Chumbawamba - Homophobia текст песни

Текст песни Homophobia - Chumbawamba




Up behind the bus stop in the toilets off the street
There are traces of a killing on the floor beneath your feet
Mixed in with the piss and beer are bloodstains on the floor
From the boy who got his head kicked in a night or two before.
Homophobia-the worst disease
You can′t love who you want to love in times like these
Homophobia-the worst disease
You can't love who you want to love in times like these
In the pubs, clubs and burger bars, breeding pens for pigs,
Alcohol, testosterone and ignorance and fists
Packs of hunting animals roam across the town
They find an easy victim and they punch him to the ground.
Homophobia-the worst disease
You can′t love who you want to love in times like these
Homophobia-the worst disease
You can't love who you want to love in times like these
The siren of the ambulance, the deadpan of the cops,
Chalk to mark the outline where the boy first dropped
Beware the holy trinity: church and state and law
For every death the virus gets more deadly than before.
Homophobia-the worst disease
You can't love who you want to love in times like these
Homophobia-the worst disease
You can′t love who you want to love in times like these



Авторы: Louise Watts, Nigel Hunter, Paul Greco, Darren Hamer, Allan Whalley, Duncan Bruce, Alice Nutter


Chumbawamba - Showbusiness
Альбом Showbusiness
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19-01-2001


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