Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song False Flags , by - Massive Attack. Song from the album Collected, in the genre Release date: 31.12.2005
Record label: Virgin
Song language: English
False Flags |
| In city shoes of clueless blues |
| Pays the views and no man’s news |
| Blades will fade from blood to sport |
| The heroin’s cut these fuses short |
| Smokers rode a colonial pig |
| Drink and frame, this pain I think |
| I’m melting silver poles my dear |
| You bleed your wings and then disappear |
| The moving scenes and pilot lights |
| Smithereens have got 'em scaling heights |
| Modern times come talk me down |
| And battle lines are drawn across this town |
| Parisian boys without your names |
| Ghetto stones instead of chains |
| Talk 'em down 'cause it’s up in flames |
| And nothing’s changed |
| Parisian boys without your names |
| Riot like 1968 again |
| The days of rage, yeah, nothing’s changed |
| Well pretty flames |
| In school, I would just bite my tongue |
| And now your words, they strike me down |
| The flags are false and they contradict |
| They point and click which wounds to lick |
| On avenues, this Christian breeze |
| Turns its heart to more needles please |
| Our eyes roll back and we beg for more |
| It frays this skin and then underscore |
| The case for war you spin and bleed |
| The cells you fill screen savers feed |
| The girls you breed, the soaps that you write |
| The graceless charm of your gutter snipes |
| The moving scenes and suburbanites |
| And smithereens got 'em scaling heights |
| Modern times come talk me down |
| The battle lines are drawn across this town |
| English boys without your names |
| Ghetto stones instead of chains |
| Hearts and minds, and U.S. planes |
| Nothing’s changed |
| And English boys without your names |
| Riot like the 1980's again |
| The days of rage, yeah, nothing’s changed |
| More pretty flames |