Wednesday, August 13, 2008

Wednesday's Warble

The Human League. Late 70s, early 80s. I used to listen to this band's first two albums incessantly - Reproduction and Travelogue. This track is from the latter. Very cool.

A Crow And A Baby:



A crow and a baby
Had an affair
The result was a landslide
The result was a dare
The result was a baby
Who wanted it all
Moved out of the doll's house
Moved out of the hall

With one wing on the town and a gleam in an eye of red
Said my father was a crow, now I want all fathers dead
Find the fathers of this world, treat them as a fatal foe
Put them in the deepest hole, then cover the pit with snow

With one wing on the town
And a gleam in an eye of red

I'm just trying to tell you what you'll come up against
If you venture from my side, if you think you're so mature
You will end up in a field, you will be someone's manure
Mushrooms growing from your back
Feeding some damn carrion bird
Do you want to contribute
To the corruption of the world?

With one wing on the town
And a gleam in an eye of red

A crow and a baby
Had an affair
My dream was the baby
The crow was your hair
Parts of me love parts of you
That at least is obvious
Give my baby back to me
You must see its only just

With one wing on the town
And a gleam in an eye of red
With one wing on the town
And a gleam in an eye of red
With one wing on the town
And a gleam in an eye of red

Dreams of Leaving:



Someone stopped the clock
When we should have started early
If we miss the morning meeting
Our lives will be in danger
Someone's trying to stop us
There is someone in our party
It is someone with a grudge
And they won't let us reach the border
Our lives are in his hands
We pay with Krugerands
The currency of pain to help
Us leaving
While back in our homeland
The ones who make a stand
Are taken from their homes and
No-one hears of them again
I felt I had to come here
I thought things would be better
The situation's changed
But I find I'm still resented
Someone wants my job
It is someone in this building
Someone's spreading rumours
And I don't feel I can stay here
I think I'm going north
And now's the time to leave
The people there they say
Are good to strangers
And if I do my best
And try to settle in
I'm sure I can be just like
Someone's neighbour
I'm sure I can be just like
Someone's neighbour

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