Вступление
FmG bass)
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LYRICS
FmG bass)
Ministers meet, work on the movement of goods
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Also work on the movement of capital
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Also work on the movement of human beings
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As if we were so many cattle
[chorus]
C#mFm7G
We're grim travellors in dawn skies
C#mFmG
See the beauty it makes 'em cry inside
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Makes 'em angry, and they don't know why
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We're grim travellors in dawn skies
Twelve, mercenaries got weapons primed
Gonna take that African nation in record time
You wonder why they bother, why not leave it alone they say
Every man wants a place he can call his own
[vamp]
Fm line (top str.)
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Redness, richer than a rose
Blooms against the backdrop of somebody's white clothes
Bitter little boys and girls in the red Army underground
They'd blow away Karl Marks if he had the nerve to come around
[chorus]
Down on the plain of ten thousand smoke stacks
Trucks butt each other into established dominance
Newspapaer leans over to me and says matter o' factly
Sacred mountain towers above meadows high and above us uh-huh
[chorus]
Transcribed by Stephen Cody Coderre
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