Текст песни Fat of the Land - Paul Heaton feat. Jacqui Abbott

Fat of the land
Juice of the people
Won′t save the prayer room
Won't save the steeple

Walking the country
Cycling the lanes
Thatched cottage houses
Sink on Somerset plains

Now the Australians
Sick of their sun
Abandoned beach volleyball
And Bondi Beach bum

Italians and Spanish
The Portuguese too
Will gradually move north from
Mediterranean stew

They put up their borders
More passport controls
Separate countries
Divide up our souls

But look out your window
Check out the weather
It′s global warming
That'll bring us together

Out the aeroplane window
The mountains below
Gone is the winter
Gone is the snow

Go to the Alps now
Put on your skis
Up in the chairlift
Warm is the breeze

Yours are the dry slopes
Phoney the snow
Our flight to get there
So caused it to go

You piss in the river
Shit on the land
Leave all your plastic
Washed up on the sand

They put up their borders
More passport controls
Separate countries
Divide up our souls

But look out your window
Check out the weather
It's global warming
That′ll bring us together

Go tell the sisters (Go tell the sisters)
Talk to the brothers (Talk to the brothers)
The lifestyle we′re living (The lifestyle we're living)
It strangles and smothers (It strangles and smothers)

Let lessons be learned
Let song be sung
Treat your own country
Like you do your own lungs