Текст песни The Chosen Ones - Nik Kershaw
Here,
we
are
safe
We
are
wrapped
in
our
bubble
Of
disinfected
trouble
We
can′t
begin
to
know
There
they
are,
where
they
are
Lost
in
the
mire
Of
disaffected
liar
And
angry
Holy
Joe
Hear
us
wax
lyrical
Wise
words
satirical
With
air
guitars
and
poison
puns
We
really
are
the
chosen
ones
And
though
we
are
smug
We
are
cocksure
and
clever
We
know
that
we
know
better
We
know
that
we
are
right
It's
word
jazz,
as
plain
as
The
nose
on
your
Facebook
It′s
all
clear
as
day
looks
It's
all
in
black
and
white
Wait
till
they
hear
us
shout
We
have
so
much
to
shout
about
We
shoot
the
stars
with
water
guns
We
really
are
the
chosen
ones
We
hold
the
real
gold
The
truth
is
in
the
telling
And
everything
we're
selling
Will
surely
come
to
be
We
hold
the
higher
ground
They′re
all
bound
to
see
it
I′d
even
guarantee
it
My
friends
- they
all
agree
Deep
down,
they
know
we're
right
So,
we′ll
sleep
in
peace
tonight
With
air
guitars
and
poison
puns
We
shoot
the
stars
with
water
guns
Just
wait
until
our
Kingdom
comes
'Cause
still
we
are
the
chosen
ones
1 The Chosen Ones
2 From Cloudy Bay to Malibu
3 Can't Go On
4 The Wind Will Blow
5 I Do Believe
6 The Best I Can
7 Roundabouts and Swings
8 She Gets Me
9 Babylon Brothers
10 Little Star
11 Let's Get Lost
12 Come Back Tomorrow
13 These Little Things
14 Long Live the King
15 The Smallest Soul
16 They Were There
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