Текст песни Burning - Mk
It
was
the
first
day
of
July;*
No
wind
breathed
in
the
sky
When
a
pin-striped
suit
Saw
that
the
Institute
of
Mental
Health
was
burning.
He
stood
upon
the
corner
Where
the
sun
was
warmer...
Looking
across
the
street,
He
moved
the
shackles
on
his
feet
As
the
Institute
was
burning.
Flames
were
roaring,
singing
like
a
thunderstorm;
Smoke
was
pouring
straight
up
to
the
sky;
Windows
smashing,
Gothic
doors
and
lintels
fall;
Timbers
crashing
and
we
both
know
why.
Nobody
else
came
by
to
stare;
You
see,
they
didn't
really
care.
Can't
call
the
fire
brigade
-
None
of
them
had
been
paid
And
so
the
Institute
was
burning.
Throughout
the
city,
people
say
it
isn't
pretty,
Everyone
agrees,
and
everyone
feels
glad;
Doctored
brains
celebrate
and
everyone
waves
their
chains...
It's
a
pity
they're
all
mad.
The
Institute
of
Mental
Health
Spontaneously
killed
itself.
Ashes
to
ashes
And
dust
to
dust:
My
chains
began
to
rust
As
the
Institute
was
burning,
burning,
burning.
1 Crazy Crazy
2 Always
3 Only You
4 Almost Gave Uip
5 Burning
6 Love Changes
7 Surrender
8 The MK Accapella
9 Reality
10 Precious
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