Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Blood on the Rooftops, artist - Steve Hackett. Date of issue: 09.05.2013
Song language: English
Blood on the Rooftops |
| Dark and grey, an English film, the Wednesday Play |
| We always watch the Queen on Christmas Day |
| Won’t you stay? |
| Though your eyes see shipwrecked sailors you’re still dry |
| The outlook’s fine though Wales might have some rain |
| Saved again. |
| Let’s skip the news boy (I'll go and make some tea) |
| Arabs and Jews boy (too much for me) |
| They get me confused boy (puts me off to sleep) |
| And the thing I hate--Oh Lord! |
| Is staying up late, to watch some debate, on some nation’s fate. |
| Hypnotised by Batman, Tarzan, still surprised! |
| You’ve won the West in time to be our guest |
| Name your prize! |
| Drop of wine, a glass of beer dear what’s the time? |
| The grime on the Tyne is mine all mine all mine |
| Five past nine. |
| Blood on the rooftops--Venice in the Spring |
| The Streets of San Francisco--a word from Peking |
| The trouble was started--by a young Errol Flynn |
| Better in my day--Oh Lord! |
| For when we got bored, we’d have a world war, happy but poor |
| So let’s skip the news boy (I'll go and make some tea) |