Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song One Hundred Years, artist - The Cure. Date of issue: 03.05.1982
Song language: English
One Hundred Years |
| It doesn’t matter if we all die |
| Ambition in the back of a black car |
| In a high building there is so much to do Going home time |
| A story on the radio |
| Something small falls out of your mouth |
| And we laugh |
| A prayer for something better |
| A prayer |
| For something better |
| Please love me Meet my mother |
| But the fear takes hold |
| Creeping up the stairs in the dark |
| Waiting for the death blow |
| Stroking your hair as the patriots are shot |
| Fighting for freedom on the television |
| Sharing the world with slaughtered pigs |
| Have we got everything? |
| She struggles to get away… |
| The pain |
| And the creeping feeling |
| A little black haired girl |
| Waiting for saturday |
| The death of her father pushing her |
| Pushing her white face into the mirror |
| Aching inside me And turn me around |
| Just like the old days |
| Just like the old days |
| Caressing an old man |
| And painting a lifeless face |
| Just a piece of new meat in a clean room |
| The soldiers close in under a yellow moon |
| All shadows and deliverance |
| Under a black flag |
| A hundred years of blood |
| Crimson |
| The ribbon tightens around my throat |
| I open my mouth |
| And my head bursts open |
| A sound like a tiger thrashing in the water |
| Thrashing in the water |
| Over and over |
| We die one after the other |
| Over and over |
| We die one after the other after the other |
| It feels like a hundred years |
| One hundred years |