Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Soldiers , by - The Streets. Song from the album Computers and Blues, in the genre Release date: 17.03.2002
Record label: 679
Song language: English
Soldiers |
| We line the streets like soldiers daily |
| To let them know that we ain’t fading |
| This is a beat, you can see it in my eyes |
| It’s gonna stay like this, it’s gonna stay like this |
| We line the streets like soldiers daily |
| To let them know that we ain’t fading |
| This is a beat, you can see it in my eyes |
| It’s gonna stay like this until they realize |
| Eighty thousand people in a state of rowdy fever |
| There will never be a sequel to this evening |
| Singing in the rafters, in the wings and over galleys |
| And then after all the laughing, just a draught |
| From the wings and over galleys 'til I’m in a lonely alley |
| If a feeling from my childhood comes to me then I will rally |
| With all the cloves and all the rose tinted rows that go and sully |
| Soak up that moment, woe is the finale |
| Lonely, I am sinking in and over thinking it Looking at the goal, only slowly it is shrinking |
| Hesitate, hesitate, hesitate, wait |
| Any day, any day |
| (Too late) |
| We line the streets like soldiers daily |
| To let them know that we ain’t fading |
| This is a beat, you can see it in my eyes |
| It’s gonna stay like this, it’s gonna stay like this |
| We line the streets like soldiers daily |
| To let them know that we ain’t fading |
| This is a beat, you can see it in my eyes |
| It’s gonna stay like this until they realize |
| The cheapest throwaway shades are my deepest stowaway aid |
| I’m up with the angels but keep a toe in the trade |
| Known these folks since I was little but only through this ritual |
| It’s a pity they don’t know me but what is there else than this? |
| Sweeping and sweeping, the speaking unceasing |
| From steeple to steeple, the people are shrieking |
| Soon we parade through the fence, absolutely Dame Judy Dench’d |
| And then stop, tell them to score and they flop |
| I don’t think I like this, I’m only ever nervous |
| I’m a fighter, I’m a fighter but tonight I’d like to flight |
| Hesitate, hesitate, hesitate, wait |
| Any day, any day |
| (Too late) |
| We line the streets like soldiers daily |
| To let them know that we ain’t fading |
| This is a beat, you can see it in my eyes |
| It’s gonna stay like this, it’s gonna stay like this |
| We line the streets like soldiers daily |
| To let them know that we ain’t fading |
| This is a beat, you can see it in my eyes |
| It’s gonna stay like this until they realize |
| The past isn’t over, last minute grow |
| Ask me to show you, ask me to go |
| Or stab me in the throat |
| Hesitate, hesitate, hesitate, wait |
| Any day, any day |
| (Too late) |