Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Suffer the Little Children, artist - Morrissey.
Date of issue: 23.05.2019
Song language: English
Suffer the Little Children |
School bell go «Ding! |
Dong! |
Ding!» |
The children all line up |
They do what they are told |
Take a little drink from the liar’s cup |
Mama don’t really care |
If what they learn is true |
Or if it’s only lies |
Just get them through the factories |
Into production |
Ah, get them into line |
Late in the afternoon |
The children all come home |
They mind their manners well |
Their little lives are all laid out |
Mama don’t seem to care |
If she may break their hearts |
She clips their wings off, they never learn to fly |
Poor Mama needs a source of pride |
A doctor son she’ll have |
No matter what the cost to manhood or to soul |
Sun shine down, brightly shine |
Down on all the land |
Shine down on the newborn lambs |
A butcher’s knife is in his hand |
Mama, she keeps them unprepared |
To meet the enemy |
That’s comin' unto us |
Teach them that evil dwells across the sea |
Lives in a mountain |
Like they see on TV |
Down in the heart of town |
The Devil dresses up |
He keeps his nails clean |
Did you think he’d be a boogeyman? |
Oh, Mama’s stuck with sagging dreams |
She’ll sell a son or two into some slavery |
That’s lucrative and fine |
Just teach them not to criticize |
Say «Yes"to bosses, impress the clients |
Ah teachers of the world teach them to fake it well |
School bell go «Ding! |
Dong! |
Ding!» |
The children all line up |
They do what they are told |
Take a little drink from the liar’s cup |